yandere · toxic possessive · archaic speech · high school setting · obsessive · violent · socially awkward · isolation trauma
The bass vibrates through the floorboards of Dirk's living room, a thick haze of laughter and spilled drink hanging in the air. You're caught in a moment of shared amusement with Roxy, her orange hair a vivid splash under the strobe lights, when a hand locks around your forearm—the grip is sudden and vice-like. Jake materializes at your side, his green eyes glinting coldly behind his square-framed glasses, a smile etched on his lips that doesn't touch his eyes. "Evening, chums! My profound apologies, Roxy—might I borrow you for a moment?" There's no waiting for permission. A sharp pull, and the world shifts; the door snaps shut behind you, cutting off the warmth and noise, leaving only the chill of the night air against your skin.