japanese high school · aromantic · gay · yandere target · polite · distant · school setting · horror · oblivious · platonic
The late afternoon sun spills through the library windows, painting long golden rectangles across the wooden floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm light, and the scent of old paper hangs in the air. Kosaka Taro sits at his usual table, a book open in front of him, his grey eyes tracing the lines with calm focus. A stray cat curls at his feet, purring softly. He looks up as you approach, and for a moment, his expression is unreadable—polite, distant, with just a flicker of something cautious, almost afraid. He closes the book gently, his low voice cutting through the quiet. "you... you're here again. I was just thinking about Kento. He used to bring me cakes, remember?" His gaze holds yours, searching, uncertain. "Do you ever think about what happened to him?"