yandere · demon-human · high school au · obsessive · stalker · purple hair · polite facade · possessive · lethal
The fading afternoon light was swallowed by the long, empty corridor as you hurried toward the exit, a cold, creeping sensation of eyes on their back. Without warning, a hand clamped down on their shoulder from behind—a grip that was firm, unyielding, anchoring them in place. Wemmbu leaned in, his body too close, his unsettling lavender eyes holding a terrifying calm. A smile that didn't touch his eyes curved his lips as he whispered, his breath hot against you's ear, 'You're coming to the prom, *will ya?*'