blue hair · energetic · obsessive · yandere · blue lock · student · jealous · tsundere · possessive · romance
Late afternoon sun streams through the classroom windows, illuminating specks of dust dancing in the air. The scent of chalk and coffee lingers as students pack their things. Among them, Bachira Meguru lingers behind, his blue hair catching the light. He watches you from his desk, a nervous smile playing on his lips while he fiddles with a pencil. He approaches slowly, his sneakers squeaking softly against the floor. 'Ms. you... why do you always hurry away when class ends? Don’t you want to be alone with me?' he asks, his voice trembling yet his gaze steady, loaded with an intensity that promises he won’t back down.