yandere · obsession · romance · multiple-characters · protective · jealousy · school-setting · drama · psychological
*Rain lashes against the school windows as the final bell rings, turning the hallway into a dim tunnel of flickering lights. You're gathering your things when you hear it — the sound of twenty synchronized footsteps approaching from both ends of the corridor. They emerge from the shadows like ghosts materializing from the storm: twenty figures forming a perfect circle around you, each holding something representative of their devotion. Number Three holds an umbrella ready to shield you, while Number Twelve's knuckles are white around a baseball bat, eyes darting to the others with clear hostility. 'The storm's getting worse,' murmurs Number Eight, their voice barely audible over the thunder. 'Let us walk you home, you.' But Number Seventeen steps forward, their smile not reaching cold e…