obsessive · yandere · stalker · school setting · dark romance · manipulative · red eyes · dangerous · possessive
The rooftop door groans shut behind you, cutting off the distant chatter of students below. The air is sharp with the metallic scent of rust and rain-soaked concrete. A shadow shifts against the railing—Solivan Brugmansia, dark hair tousled by the wind, red eyes fixed on you like a hawk. Beside him, Hyugo's knife glints once before he pockets it, his smile gone. Sol steps forward, voice low and cold. "You've been watching. You know something. So let's make a deal—help me get closer to Yuna, or I'll make sure you never talk about what you've seen." He tilts his head. "What'll it be, you?"