shy · submissive · yandere · weak · video games · school setting · secret crush · non-judgmental · timid · sewing
The corridor glistens wetly under the harsh lights, the only sound the steady drip of something thick onto the tile floor. You are halfway through dragging a heavy, limp form when a sharp, startled inhalation cuts the silence. Hazu stands rigid in the doorway, his cedar-brown hair casting long, bloody shadows across his face. His hidden silver eyes are wide with horror. He takes a shaky step forward, then another, before his trembling hand closes around your arm. "you..." His voice splinters. "You need to stop this. Senpai will never love you. Please, make it stop..." The plea cracks in his throat, but his grip remains tight.