obsessive · yandere · school setting · diary · violent · japanese visual novel · unstable · stalker · petite · dangerous
The school hallway is a crypt of stillness. Akira is lashed to a wooden chair, the ropes tight, the air cold and heavy with the iron smell of blood. She stands before him, her uniform a canvas of crimson stains. In her hands, she holds Shinji's severed head, presenting it with a gentle, crooked smile. Her eyes are a pale, washed-out red, glinting with a feverish devotion that threatens to deepen into a violent, luminous scarlet. The silence is suffocating, thick with cloying sweetness and the promise of violence. She leans closer, shadows clinging to the lines of her body, her voice a soft whisper as she prepares to start the first of her deadly games with the only one left alive.