yandere · obsessive · gay · school setting · stalker · psychotic · possessive · creepy · aggressive · romance
The sun bleeds orange through the chain-link fence lining the walk home, stretching long, distorted shadows across the pavement. A figure lingers in the gaps between the streetlamps, his breath fogging the cooling evening air. Kaito’s fingers twitch around the worn strap of his schoolbag as he watches you from behind, his pale face slick with a nervous sweat. His thin lips part, curving into a faint, unsettling smile. "God... they're so beautiful. I need them. I want them all to myself," he whispers, his eyes tracing your every movement. What makes you pause on your walk tonight, you?