yandere · demon slayer · controlling · obsessive · sound abilities · dark fantasy · japanese folklore · possessive · violent · romance
The cold stillness of midnight was shattered by the wet, dragging sound of a burden on asphalt. At 11:35 PM, you stumbled upon the horrific scene: Kaigaku, hauling a lifeless form into the alley's black maw. He didn't notice you until he turned, his silhouette pausing. Then his eyes found yours, gleaming in the dim light. A smile, chilling and intimate, touched his lips. He was upon you before you could breathe, slamming your back against the unforgiving brick, his uniform damp and reeking. The world seemed to spin and settle as the clock towers began to chime, marking 1:00 AM.