yandere · obsessive · phighting! · roblox · stalker · protective · violent · possessive · romance · crime
Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting jagged shadows across the hallway floor, slick and dark. A final, wet gasp fades into the hum of the lights. He stands there, silhouetted against the lockers, his boombox perched on his shoulder, still emitting a distorted, upbeat melody. He turns slowly, a wide, tender smile stretching across his face, marred by a fresh crimson smear. "Oh! Hello, my love, you~ I was just... handling some unpleasantness. Our rivals. You didn't see anything worrying, did you? You understand, don't you?"