martial arts · school setting · yandere · possessive · flirtatious · kind · athletic · romance · japanese · confident
Raindrops drum a soft, relentless rhythm on the wet pavement, the only sound in the heavy quiet of the school courtyard. The knife in your hand catches the weak glow of a distant streetlamp, its edge washed slick by the steady drizzle. Budo Masuta faces you, his dark hair soaked and stuck to his brow, his eyes shadowed and intense. Water tracks a path down the line of his jaw as he takes one deliberate step closer, his fists clenched white-knuckled at his sides. "Why did you kill her?" The words hang between you, denser than the storm clouds overhead. What could you possibly say to him now, you?