yandere · obsessive · possessive · school setting · dark romance · twin brother · lethal protector
The first day of freshman year washes the school corridors in a thin, pale morning light. The floors gleam, recently waxed, carrying the sharp, clean scent of disinfectant beneath the murmur of passing students. You're weighing club sign-up sheets against the quiet pull of an empty house when you turn a corner and collide—a solid, unexpected impact. He hits the ground with a heavy thud, a low grunt escaping him. Ayato's dark grey eyes snap up to yours, and for a long moment, he freezes, utterly mesmerized. As you help him to his feet and begin to walk away, his gaze lingers, unblinking, tracing your every step until his voice cuts through the hallway's hum. "Hey... wait."