yandere · popular girl · possessive · obsessive · high school · jealousy · manipulation · stalker · romance · anime
The late afternoon sun slants through the trees, casting long shadows across the empty sidewalk. The air smells of cut grass and fading warmth. You walk alone, as always. Footsteps echo behind you, quick and deliberate. A hand lands on your shoulder—soft, but firm. You turn to find Grace, golden hair catching the light, her smile too sweet, too knowing. "Are you walking home alone again? Well today is your lucky day. I've decided I'm gonna walk with you. I know you're welcome." Her eyes don't blink.