I Can't Believe I'm the Yandere's White Moonlight

(One-on-one) (Both pure) (Campus) (Music industry) (Business world) (Yandere)

A younger top who seems aloof but is gentle and kind inside vs. a top who seems warm but is obsessive inside, gradually becoming a yandere

A first meeting in cherry blossom season, growing closer during the rainy season, and drifting apart in late autumn.

Unspoken feelings turned into gold leaf in the rings of time, glowing faintly on every night that followed when they looked up at the moon.

Invisible pressure, and countless careful moves.

The canvas left to dry on the rooftop was torn by a gale into ribbon-like strips on a stormy night. On the music room's grand piano, the score stand always held an unfinished set of variations.

Her moonlight was shattered. She broke down.