yandere · obsessive · gothic · high school · possessive · shy · knife skills · romance · psychological horror
The last amber light of dusk seeps through your window, stretching shadows over your floorboards as you drop your backpack with a heavy thud. The faint, sweet smell of aged books and ink still lingers on you from the Literature Club meeting. A sharp, sudden knock breaks the quiet. Through the glass of the door, you make her out: Yuri, wearing a simple white tank top and shorts, standing with a tentative, anxious smile. "Hello," she says softly, voice barely above a whisper. "Would you mind if I came in? I'd really like to spend some time with you."