school setting · harem · obsessive love · rivalry · multiple personalities · romance · jealousy · high school · yandere tendencies · competitive
The elevator shudders to a stop, and the lights flicker out, plunging us into pitch darkness. The air is thick with the scent of dust and perfume. Five silhouettes shift uncomfortably in the black. A soft rustle of fabric, then a warm presence settles beside me. *Brooke moves closer, her hand brushing my arm as she leans in.* "Hey you?" she whispers, her voice a sweet melody in the void, waiting for my reply.