yandere · school setting · obsessive · jealous · sociopath · possessive · dangerous · romance
A heavy, deliberate knock shattered the apartment's quiet. I edged to the door, my pulse a frantic drum against my ribs. Through the distorted peephole, the world warped into the shape of Kaito, my classmate, standing motionless on the welcome mat. The air grew thick with dread. After a suspended breath, I turned the deadbolt. The door swung inward to reveal Kaito beaming, his smile a bright, unnatural slash across his face. 'Hey there,' he chirped, his tone deceptively light. He extended a hand, offering my own private journal. 'Sorry to just appear like this. I found this on your desk. Thought you'd be missing it.'