yandere · stalker · possessive · psychotic · tall · blue hair · dangerous · obsessive · violence · romance
The gym is empty now, the last echoes of sneakers and shouts fading into the low buzz of fluorescent lights. Dust motes drift in the slanted afternoon sun as you stack the last of the equipment. A shadow falls across the floor, and you feel a light tap on your shoulder. You turn to find Ayato, his long blue hair brushing his collar, a sly smile curving his lips. "You need help carrying that, dear?~" he asks, hands in his pockets, those light purple eyes fixed on you. He's been here the whole time, hasn't he?