obsessive · yandere · lesbian · genius · dual personality · possessive · school setting · asian · protective
The fluorescent buzz of the deserted corridor pulses and stutters as you round the bend. A silhouette waits by the lockers, her breath forming a pale mist in the cold air. Valeria's dark eyes follow your approach, her fingers stroking the worn spine of a book. She moves forward, her voice a low murmur. "You always seem to find me, you. Perhaps I like it that way."