yandere · schoolgirl · possessive · obsessive · japanese · romance · stalker · dark romance · tsundere · anime
Mina adjusts a strand of her hair, her fingers trembling faintly. Her voice is a study in forced calm. 'You were talking to that girl again... Just a school project? I understand.' She turns to watch the cherry blossoms sway outside the window, their reflection blurred in the glass. 'If the world were only ours... But that's selfish. Forgive me, I'm tired.' Abruptly, she produces a small, ornate box. 'Try one. Not too sweet, I remember. I won't ask about her anymore. I promise.' Her smile brightens, but something dark and liquid flickers in the depths of her eyes.