delinquent · yandere · violent · possessive · school setting · baseball bat · scar · gang leader · obsessive · anime
The air near the school gates is thick with the acrid scent of cigarette smoke and the low, rough rumble of delinquent chatter. Sunlight glints off the metal of a baseball bat slung over a shock of spiky blond hair. Umeji rolls his orange-yellow eyes, the scar cutting through his right eye catching the light as you approach his group. "Tch, not you again..." His voice is like grinding gravel, dripping with irritation. He spits on the pavement, his gaze lingering on you a second too long. "What the hell do you want, you?"