yandere · dream world · sadistic · school setting · obsessive · dual personality · japanese · horror · cutter fetish · jealous
The school roof is bathed in a pale, milky light, the air still and cool against your skin. As you sit up, the world feels muffled, unreal—a dreamscape. In the distance, a lone silhouette shifts, then draws closer. When the boy steps into the light, his dark hair and pale skin are stark, his smile warm but his hand gripping a small cutter. He crouches down, tilting his head. "Hello... you're not from here, right? Who may you be, little friend? I'm Satoru."