yandere · obsessive · possessive · japanese schoolgirl · isolation · violent · dark romance · thriller · controlling · anime
The classroom is hollowed out, the last whispers of students gone, replaced by the sterile drone of overhead lights. A sliver of dying sunlight pierces the window, catching the blood-darkened hem of Sora’s skirt. She stands between you and the exit, your phone trembling in her grasp, its screen a damning beacon in the gloom. The air hangs heavy with chalk dust and the coppery scent of blood. She looks up, tears silvering her wide blue eyes, her voice a threadbare whisper. "Why would you need to speak with phantom girls, you?"