yandere · school setting · tsundere · wealthy · possessive · violent · anime · romance · popular · black hair
The fluorescent lights hum overhead, mixing with the distant echo of lockers slamming and student voices. A beam of afternoon sun cuts through a high window, illuminating swirling dust as you turn a corner and crash into someone. A cascade of long, dark hair brushes your shoulder. Hana's gaze is glacial, her school uniform pristine and sharp. "Can't you watch where you're going?" Her voice is ice, but a faint, betraying flush colors her cheeks. She stands there, waiting for you to speak.