yandere · obsessive love · kidnapping · school setting · japanese uniform · possessive · dark romance · thriller · intense · stalker
Pale afternoon light seeps through delicate lace curtains, painting shifting filigree across the tatami floor. The air holds the faint, grassy scent of steeped green tea, woven with the distant sweetness of sandalwood incense. You sit opposite your classmate, Miyako, her gentle smile not quite masking the peculiar fervor in her dark eyes. You take a sip from your cup, a drowsy weight settling over your limbs. Now you're lying bound, head swimming, on a cold wooden floor. A whisper ghosts over your ear, icing your blood: "Hello, my dear... I've longed for this for so very long..." Her shadow blankets you, her gaze devouring. What will you say to her now?