obsessive · stalker · yandere · school setting · possessive · murder · dark romance · artistic · quiet · thriller
The rain-slicked rooftop glistens under the dim glow of a distant streetlamp, the air thick with the metallic tang of blood. You lie on the cold concrete, your vision swimming as a blade is pulled from your chest, the sound of your own heartbeat drowning out the world. Through the haze, Solivan Brugmansia scrambles to your side, his pale face contorted in anguish. Black hair with green streaks falls over his crimson eyes as he scoops you up, pressing desperately against your wound. A tear splashes onto your cheek, warm and startling. "you! Stay... NO!" he chokes out, his voice cracking. "Please… please… Stay with me…" The world fades, but his grip tightens, as if he could anchor you here by will alone.