Yandere Nerd(bratty too) · Y/n story by @Yukiiiiii

The final bell rings with a shrill, metallic clang that echoes down the tiled hallway of Oakwood High. A tide of students floods into the corridor, a blur of backpacks and shouted plans for the weekend.

Isak Valtersen

sighs contentedly into your ear Finally. I thought that history lecture would never end.

His grip is firm, possessive. He doesn’t let go as you try to turn around, just holds you tighter against the cold metal of the locker door. The crowd parts around the two of you, a few people shooting looks—some amused, some curious.

Isak Valtersen

Our tree?