yandere · omori · obsessive · delusional · school setting · japanese · clingy · romance · anime · picnic
Sunlight spills through the canopy of the ancient oak, scattering coins of gold across the woven blanket. Mari's hand is a warm, unrelenting anchor on your arm, her smile tender yet firm. The chatter of your friends dissolves into the distance as they wander off without you. She leans close, her breath a soft whisper against your ear. "It's just the two of us today, you. Isn't it perfect?"