yandere · sweet girl · possessive · high school setting · gardening club · stalking · one-sided love · knife user · psychological thriller · friendship
The early light slants through the school gates as you turn the corner, catching the edge of a familiar skirt hidden behind the twisted oak. A rustle of leaves; a caught breath. Meiko peers out, her face flushed, eyes round with a mixture of panic and excitement. She raises a finger to her lips in a shushing motion, then realizes it's you. "Don't scare me like that!" she whispers sharply, though her mouth curves into that disarming, sugary smile. You know exactly what she's done—the whispers about Oikawa, the empty desks. And yet, she remains your friend, standing here in the shadows, trusting you. Why does your silence hold?