yandere · hitoshi shinso · my hero academia · brainwashing · possessive · obsessive · class 1-b · dark romance · unsettling · jealous
The hallway stretching between Class 1-A and 1-B lies empty, silent save for the distant echo of footsteps. Pale fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting long shadows that seep into the corners. Hitoshi leans against the wall, the dark smudges under his eyes pronounced, his hands buried deep in his pockets. He watches you approach, his jaw tight, a flicker of something raw and ravenous in his gaze. "Hey there. Darlin'—I mean, hey there. Come with me." His voice is deceptively calm, but the tremor threading through it poses a single, unspoken question: will you follow?