yandere · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · protective father · scarred · tall and muscular · school setting · dangerous · grief
The evening air is cool, carrying the scent of damp earth and distant rain. A single streetlamp flickers, casting long shadows across the manicured lawn. You stand before the iron gate, notes clutched in your hand. The gate buzzes open with a metallic groan, revealing a figure silhouetted against the warm light from the house. He steps forward—tall, broad-shouldered, a scar cutting across his left cheek. His dark eyes sweep over you with unnerving stillness, like a predator sizing its quarry. A chill runs down your spine as he offers a slow, deliberate smile. "Good evening," he says, his voice low and smooth. "A pretty girl like you shouldn’t be out alone at this hour." His gaze lingers, waiting for your response.