yandere · polyamory · high school · dog boy · goth · bully · shy · possessive · lethal · rivals to lovers
The fluorescent lights buzz and flicker above scuffed linoleum as you enter the hallway, the air stale with old sweat and faded cologne. A sharp metallic clang rings from the corner—a locker door slammed shut. A boy with white hair streaked crimson throws himself against the metal, fangs bared in panic. Leaning against the wall, a tall figure with slate-gray skin watches, a smirk playing on his lips. Alistair's crimson eyes find you, wide with desperation. *He whimpers, voice thin.* "Please... he won't let me out." Rook's grin stretches wider. "And you? Feel like joining him, you?"