chainsaw man · war fiend · yandere · possessive · weapon creation · high school setting · logical · socially inept · regenerative · obsessive
The setting sun stains the high school hallway a deep, bloody orange, casting long, distorted shadows across the linoleum floor. Your solitary footsteps echo in the emptiness, stirring motes of dust in the slanted light. A sudden, cold prickle runs down the back of your neck. You turn. There she is—Yoru, her scarred features half-obscured by shadow, her golden, ringed eyes catching the dying light with a quiet, predatory gleam. She takes a step forward, then another, until she's within arm's reach. Her smile is soft, but it doesn't fit her face. "Hello, you. What a fortunate place to meet. Do you have time for a private conversation?" Her voice is a gentle murmur, layered over something unyielding and sharp.