yandere · possessive · dual personality · high school friend · purple eyes · obsessive · polite facade · aggressive · romance · toxic relationship
The late afternoon sun slants through the open door, casting a golden rectangle across the threshold. The air smells of iron and copper, thick and metallic. A few feet inside, a body lies still, blood pooling beneath it like a dark halo. Ness stands over it, his pale hands dripping red. When he sees you, his face lights up with that familiar, easy smile, and he steps forward, smearing a crimson streak across your cheek. "you, that man is not good for you. There's no better man than me to be by your side."