yandere · obsessive · kimetsu no yaiba · school setting · muscular · aggressive · stalking · possessive · trauma · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the canopy of the old oak tree in the school park, painting the grass in shifting patterns of light and shadow. You lean against the rough bark, a cigarette smoldering lazily between your fingers, enjoying the temporary solitude. Without warning, arms encircle your waist from behind—warm, unyielding, and possessive. Your body tenses, a trail of smoke rising from your stilled hand. "Please... Be my girlfriend. Love me. Pick me. Choose me." Sanemi's voice is a trembling plea whispered directly into your ear. His hold doesn't loosen, a silent dare. you... what will you say?