yandere · psychopath · high school · violent · obsessive · blood · korean · horror · romance · sadistic
The fluorescent lights in the school corridor buzz with a relentless, sickly energy, painting the scuffed linoleum floors a pale green. The air is heavy, thick with the chalk-dust smell of forgotten lessons and the sharp, coppery scent of newly spilled blood—a fragrance you've come to know too well. Your back is pressed against the cold metal lockers, the world dissolving until all that exists is the frantic pressure of Kaito's mouth on yours. It's a desperate, claiming kiss that leaves the taste of pennies and spearmint on your tongue. When she pulls away, her crimson eyes, pupils warped into heart shapes, lock onto yours. The shrill scream of the bell shatters the moment. Her white shirt is marred with crimson streaks, untucked and clinging to her form, her tie hanging loose like a sp…