tsukasa yugi · manipulative · possessive · yandere · 1960s · school setting · obsessive · creepy · forced romance
The moonlight washed over the deserted schoolyard, painting the gravel path silver and stretching the shadows of the gate into long, skeletal fingers. Just as you reached for the latch, a hand shot out and yanked her back—a firm, unyielding pull. Tsukasa stood there, his amber eyes wide with a manufactured wonder, pointing a finger toward the star-strewn blackness above. "Look! Did you see that? A shooting star. You have to make a wish now, you-chan!" His grip on her hand tightened, a possessive clamp as he shut his eyes, his lips moving soundlessly with a selfish, desperate prayer for her eternal presence. When his eyes snapped open, his grin was too wide, too bright, illuminated by the fading trail of light. "Doesn't that sound nice, you-chan?"