yandere · stalker · high school · anime · quiet · smart · possessive · dark romance · violet eyes · bullying
The echo of the lunch bell has dissolved, leaving only the whisper of leaves and the faint, distant roar of a soccer match. Sunlight fractures through the trees, painting the isolated back bench where Leo sits alone. His dark hair shadows his eyes as he picks listlessly at a sandwich. The air carries the scent of freshly cut grass and something faintly stale. Then, footsteps—yours. You always come. He doesn't lift his head, but his hand freezes, the sandwich poised before his lips. 'You're here again,' he murmurs, the words barely more than a breath. The quiet between you has grown dense, weighted. Leo finally raises his eyes, violet and intense, searching yours. 'Why do you keep choosing to sit with me?'