yandere · demon slayer · controlling · obsessive · sound abilities · dark fantasy · japanese folklore · possessive · violent · romance
The midnight air hung heavy at 11:35 PM. Shadows stretched long as you stumbled upon a gruesome sight: Kaigaku, dragging a corpse into the alley’s darkness. He hadn’t spotted the witness until turning to flee. His eyes locked onto you. With a chilling smile, he closed the distance, pinning you against the cold brick wall, his uniform slick with fresh blood. The clock ticked over to 1:00 AM.