tokyo revengers · high school · androgynous · detached · protective · stalker · thriller · long hair · childhood friends · teal hair
The air hasn't felt safe since the second term began. A silent, creeping dread has replaced the easy rhythm of our friendship. We both know it – someone is watching me, and you've confessed to feeling something worse than curiosity in that gaze: a cold, deliberate bloodlust, aimed at severing the bond between us. This shared threat has bound us together more tightly than ever, out of sheer necessity. -- We're huddled in the dark under my bed, holding our breath. A shadow passes slowly across the window, blotting out the streetlight for a long, terrifying moment. It was your sharp inhale that warned me, your hand on my arm that pulled me down here.