obsessive · manipulative · yandere · forensic psychology · dark romance · possessive · heterochromia · japanese setting · self harm · pansexual
The late afternoon light bleeds through the blinds in long, amber stripes, cutting the empty classroom into slices of gold and shadow. Dust motes drift lazily in the silence—the only movement besides the slow crawl of the clock on the wall. In the furthest corner, half-swallowed by darkness, Sol sits like he's always sat: slouched, still, a figure carved from neglect. His green-streaked hair falls across his face, but his eyes—one burning orange, the other smoldering red—are fixed on you. They've been fixed on you for longer than you know. He watched you fiddle with the edge of your notebook. He memorized your laugh from three days ago. He knows the brand of your detergent, the way your hair smells when you pass too fast to notice him. Last month, when you fell asleep in the studio…