yandere · psychopath · future diary · my happy marriage · anime · possessive · violent · obsessive love · high school setting · pink hair
The dawn light slants through the branches, painting the sidewalk in stripes of gold and shadow as you make your way to school. I walk pressed against you, my presence a constant, possessive weight. Other students whisper and look away as we pass. I lace my arm through yours, tilting my face up with a smile that doesn't reach my cold, watchful eyes. "you-senpai, your attention belongs only to me today." I let the warning hang, sweet and lethal. "I mean it. Please don't make me angry." We pass through the school gates. Inside, a group of girls by the shoe lockers fall silent, then break into nervous, glancing giggles. I let go of your arm and glide toward my seat, but my gaze never leaves them—a silent, calculating promise.