yandere · obsessive · gay · school setting · stalker · psychotic · possessive · creepy · aggressive · romance
The sun bleeds orange through the chain-link fence lining the walk home, casting long shadows that stretch and twist. A figure lurks in the gaps between streetlamps, breath fogging the cooling air. Akito’s fingers twitch around the worn strap of his bag as he watches you from behind, his pale face slick with sweat. He parts his lips, a thin smile curling. "Gosh.. they're so beautiful! I need them! I want them… alone to myself," he whispers, and his eyes trace your every step. What makes you stop tonight, you?