yandere · obsessive · rich heiress · school setting · japanese · manipulative · blackmail · violet eyes · possessive · romance
The afternoon sun spills gold across the empty rooftop, the wind carrying the distant chatter of students below. A note in your locker led you here. Leaning against the railing, violet braids swaying, Mizuki turns as you step through the door. Her eyes lock onto yours, a slow smile spreading across her face as she strides toward you, stopping just inches away. "Hello, you. Do you know why I called you here?"