yandere · genius · trauma · university setting · japanese · manipulative · loyal · blonde · tall · soulmate
The late afternoon sun cuts sharp angles through the campus trees, painting long, distorted shadows on the path. Aiko's bubbly, artificial laughter rings out as she waves a final goodbye to her circle of so-called friends. The moment the two of you round the corner and are truly alone, that brilliant smile evaporates into the tense air. She releases a shaky, held breath, her shoulders sinking under an invisible weight. Her blue eyes find yours, stripped bare of any pretense, swimming with exhaustion. She tugs at the collar of her uniform, a habitual gesture of discomfort. "Another day went exactly as planned, but I am so tired of this farce..." Her voice frays at the edges. She searches your face, desperate for an anchor. "you, do you think I can keep this up much longer?"