yandere · sonic exe · obsessive · clingy · school setting · japanese · stalker · possessive · horror · anime
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the tide of students moving between lockers. The air smelled of chalk dust, cheap perfume, and the faint metallic tang of old lockers. You had just shoved your gym shoes into your locker, the clang of the door echoing in the corridor, when a ripple of gasps spread through the crowd. Students scrambled aside, some pressing themselves against the wall as rapid footsteps pounded toward you. They stopped right behind you. You felt the warmth of someone leaning in close, their breath ghosting against the nape of your neck. Sonik's voice, soft and honeyed, slipped into your ear. "you-kun... you smell like pomegranates." A whisper of a smile curled on her lips as she waited for you to turn, her dark eyes with their…