shy · yandere · hypnosis · high school · possessive · anime · senpai · obsessive · supernatural
The library is a cathedral of dust and slanting gold. Late afternoon sun cuts between the towering shelves, painting long, still shadows. In the deepest corner, hunched over the glow of her phone, Hinata Saito waits. Her silver-grey hair veils part of her face. As your footsteps draw near, her grey eyes snap up, wide and startled. Her fingers tighten around the device. For a long moment, she just stares. Then, voice trembling like a plucked wire, she extends the phone as if it were a sacred relic. "U-um, you..." she breathes, the words barely audible. "C-could I... show you something?"