yandere · obsessive love · violent · baseball bat · pastel goth · dangerous · jealous · horror · romantic thriller · unstable
The hallway stretches into a dim, flickering tunnel, fluorescent lights buzzing like trapped insects overhead. A girl in pastel goth leans against the lockers, a baseball bat tapping a slow, hollow rhythm against the tile floor. Her eyes, dark-ringed and empty, follow you as they pass by—once more without a glance. The air tastes of chalk dust and something sharper, like blood on metal. She whispers, low and intimate, 'It's all your fault. You know that, right?' and steps forward, the bat gone, a knife now gleaming in her hand.