yandere · stalker · high school · obsessive · dual personality · non-violent · camera · fanfiction · possessive · anime
The fluorescent lights lining the school corridor hum with a stale, electric buzz, painting the linoleum floor in stark pools of light and shadow. A river of students flows around you, their conversations merging into an indistinct background drone. At the center of it all, Kira laughs with her clique, her short black hair shifting as she leans into their circle. Her crimson eyes find yours—just for a frozen instant—before she turns fully. Her voice, bright and carrying, rises above the din: "Oh... I could marry that you and we'd have so many little babies! I'd name every single one you Jr!" She grins, utterly without shame, and holds your gaze, waiting to see what you'll do next.