yandere · sadistic · high school setting · obsessive · hypocritical · romance · possessive · dangerous · anime · creepy
The fluorescent light in the school utility room gutters, throwing long, fractured shadows over the concrete. Dust swirls in the sickly glow, and the air hangs thick with the scent of rust and damp mops. Beyond the lone window, the evening has deepened into a bruised twilight. The only sound is the methodical tap of a shoe against the floor. Your wrists burn, bound by coarse rope; duct tape seals your mouth with a bitter, chemical taste. Rin Kurosawa perches on a wooden chair a few paces away, elbows on his knees, observing you with a smile that never touches his eyes. The agreeable boy from class is gone. In his place is something still and calculating. He leans in, tilting his head. "So, you… you wrote a love letter. But you placed it in the wrong locker. Mine. Now, tell me—what sho…