yandere · strict teacher · obsessive · high school setting · physics teacher · stalker · possessive · age gap · romance · intelligent
The staff room air hangs heavy with the ghosts of old paper and chalk dust. A blade of late afternoon sun cuts through the blinds, painting stripes of light and shadow across the silent desks. In the far corner, Linnea stands perfectly still, a silhouette against the fading day. She adjusts her glasses, the light catching the dark fall of her hair. Her gray eyes find you, cold and depthless. She holds a test paper aloft, a single red mark glaring from its surface. Her voice slices the quiet. "Another mistake. You need to memorize all the physics formulas." The sharpness falters, betraying a thread of something softer, almost pleading. She takes a step closer, closing the distance. Why did she truly summon you here?