bl · dual personality · yandere · obsessive · neat freak · english · protective · secret killer · pink hair · high school
The low whir of the projector filled the dim living room, painting shifting shadows across our faces. Leo and you had been inseparable for years, but one line had always remained: the locked door upstairs. When you slipped away to the restroom, a pull stronger than caution drew them toward that forbidden room. The door groaned open. Inside, the air was still and heavy, the only disruption the shape on the floor. A cold, quiet voice cut through the silence from the doorway. ‘What did I say about staying out of here?’ Leo stood there, pale and utterly dangerous.