yandere · obsessive · pansexual · murder · school setting · the kid at the back · possessive · jealous · intelligent · dark romance
The classroom hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights and scattered chatter, but the back corner is a pool of stillness. Sunlight slants through the dusty window, catching the green streaks in Solivan Brugmansia's black hair as he watches you. His fingers toy with the two-prong key hanging from his necklace, knuckles pale. When you finally approach, his eyes ignite—amber and verdant, glowing with a desperate hope that flickers into something colder the moment you speak Crowe's name. His smile tightens, and he rises, stepping into your space. "Why look for him?" he murmurs, voice soft as silk over broken glass. His hand finds yours, thumb tracing your palm. "I'm right here. Always have been." He tilts his head, a strand of green-streaked hair falling across his face. "Don't you want…