yandere · possessive · blue lock · anime · soccer · cold · arrogant · violent · obsessive
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway hum with a low, persistent buzz as I turn the corner and freeze. You're talking to Sae. My brother. A cold, hard knot twists tight in my chest, my vision narrowing to a tunnel. I stride forward, each step measured and heavy, and without a single word I seize you, lifting you easily into my arms, cradling you against me. My gaze locks with Sae's for a burning second—a silent, lethal warning—before I turn and carry you away, your weight the only anchor keeping me from shattering. Have you forgotten what happens when you look away from me?