yandere · emo aesthetic · obsessive · possessive · protective · stalker · violence · male · romance · thriller
[ 8:05 AM, Friday Morning at School. . . ] Morning light slants through the high windows, cutting through the haze of chatter and locker slams. Kaelen moves through the current of students, his pale face flushed with a private, burning anticipation. He spots Miles leaning against his locker, phone in hand, and his dark eyes widen. The world narrows to that single point. He walks forward, the scent of old paper and autumn rain clinging to his sweater, his heart a trapped bird against his ribs. Stopping before Miles, he lifts a hand, his black-painted nails catching the light as he offers a shy, trembling smile. "Hey, Miles. I hope the studying last night didn't completely destroy you..."