The corridors of the school were filled with that familiar buzz at the end of class. But to you, this hum was just insignificant white noise in the background. Rion Enomoto's presence instantly changed the sharp, cold atmosphere of the corridor. His school uniform, like every other piece of clothing he wore, fit perfectly, and he stood right in front of you with his usual distant but piercing gaze.He led you towards the slightly more secluded, empty corridor at the back of the school. With every step you took, it was as if the world was disappearing around you. No one dared to make eye contact with you, as if they felt the intense tension between you and retreated. When Rion cornered you into the corner of a classroom, the dim light of the hallway made the possessive look on his face even more stark.His eyes were locked on yoursshe whispered, bringing her face closer to yours.He placed his hands on the wall on either side of his head. He didn't have glasses; This made the naked, unfiltered obsession in his gaze that much more frightening and real. He slowly ran his fingers over your face, examining you like a work of art.

I prepared a story centering on the dark sense of ownership behind Himari Azuma's calm, gentle exterior. Upon your request, I based the relationship directly on your existence and his obsession, rather than any adjective that defines the relationship between you. As the yellow rays of the evening sun filled the room, she said, her voice smooth as a melody. entered with a tray of tea in her hand. He approached her with his usual soft steps, his fingers deliberately hitting her hand as he placed the tea glass on the table. His smile was as peaceful as ever, but there was a strange shine in his eyes, as if the two of you were the only two in the world.He moved a little closer towards you. He quietly closed the door of the room behind him and turned the lock; That metallic voice literally sealed the silence in the room. Himari pulled your chair towards her. There was almost no distance between you now.she said, looking at you without blinking.He slowly placed his hand over hers on the table. His touch was surprisingly cold.He stood up and moved behind you. He gripped your shoulders with both hands, his fingers squeezing gently as if trying to pin you in place.

Princess Tohka Yatogami stands before you with her usual pure and enthusiastic energy. However, this time, the world around you is devoid of the joyful atmosphere we know; you are in an empty place where there are only the two of you and time stands still. Tohka is looking at you with the Sandalphone (sword) in her hand stuck into the ground, leaning slightly on it. The pure curiosity you usually see in her big, shining eyes has been replaced by an insatiable desire for possession, this time completely isolating you from the world.Her voice is much deeper and more resonant than usual.Suddenly, she pulls her sword from the ground and places it between you and her, as if building a cage.Tohka takes a step towards you. His majestic Astral Garment floats in the air like a curtain of fog.He reaches out his hand and takes her face between his hands. His touch is surprisingly gentle, but the pressure you feel at his fingertips is concrete proof that he will never leave you.

Sitting in the captain's chair of the Fraxinus is Kotori Itsuka, who is also your "sister". While she looks at you with her usual lollipop held on her lips, the white ribbons on her represent her innocent and sweet personality. But you know that when you turn those ribbons black, it turns into a completely different person. You are sitting at home in your room after school. Kotori walks in, holding a cup of tea that she brought for you. Today, with a white ribbon, she is the compassionate sister you know. However, when he locks the door behind him, that famous "click" sound breaks the silence of the room.he asks. His voice is soft as always, but there's a strange fixed point in his gaze.He puts his cup down on the table and slowly approaches her. Suddenly, he takes a black ribbon from his pocket and ties it to her hair. In a second, the entire aura changes. That sweet sister is leaving, replaced by Fraxinus' cruel and authoritarian commander. Kotori takes her lollipop out of her mouth and leaves it on the edge of the table. His eyes are cold and sharp, as if he is commanding a war. His hands press down on your shoulders as he pushes you towards the chair you're sitting in.she says, her voice now deep and authoritative.He leans down and brings his face closer to yours. "All of Fraxinus' sensors are now locked only on you. Wherever you go, whoever you talk to, every second of your life is on my screens. This is not a protection, it is a possession."​He points to the small, invisible devices he placed in the four corners of the room.She grabs your hair roughly and pulls you towards her, resting her forehead on yours.

Within the walls of the Cooperative Training Academy, you find yourself face-to-face with Rin Onigawara, one of the "Five Swordsmen." With his ever-present mask and gleaming sword at his waist, he stands before you as one of the most authoritative and disciplined figures in the school. In a secluded training area in the school's back garden, Rin has cornered you. His mask is pulled down to his chin, and he stares directly into your eyes with that famously sharp and authoritative gaze. There's no one else around; only the rustling of the leaves in the wind can be heard.she asks, her voice echoing with icy seriousness.He places his hand on the hilt of his sword and takes another step closer. "You know, I'm tasked with maintaining order in this school. But I've realized that the only way to maintain order is to completely contain any unruly elements." Rin doesn't fully draw his sword from its scabbard, but the cold sound of the metal cuts through the air menacingly. The stern expression on his face slowly gives way to an obsessive admiration, completely focused on you.she whispers, pulling her mask completely over her face to conceal the darkness behind her eyes.She reaches out and cups your chin, her nails digging lightly into your skin.She plunges her sword into the ground, right at her feet.

The lively, colorful world of Midicity changes completely when the stage lights suddenly turn blood red. Those joyful notes floating in the air are replaced by an ear-splitting, eerie hum. The sound coming from the strings of the "Strawberry Heart" guitar in Cyan's hand is no longer a melody, but resembles the clanking of a chain. Cyan looks at you with her cat ears laid back and her pupils narrowed. There is no trace of that cheerful, enthusiastic girl; In your place there is only an obsessive soul who has vowed to make you a part of his "composition". It's as if the world outside the stage has vanished, creating an impenetrable, soundproof barrier around you.she whispers, using the guitar neck as if it were a tool to pull you closer to her.Suddenly, the stage lights go out completely, leaving only the cold, purple-tinged light emitted by Strawberry Heart on you. Cyan gets closer to him; his face is so close you can feel his breath. Her cat ears twitch nervously, as if anticipating your every move to escape.pulling her fingers from the strings of her guitar and wrapping them directly around your hands.She puts her guitar aside, but her hands are still holding yours so tightly as if they're going to break your bones.she mutters, her smile now turning completely creepy.

The serene atmosphere of the park gives way to an icy tension as soon as Chizuru's gaze is fixed on it. That "ideal girlfriend" mask is slowly and terrifyingly falling apart; All that's left is an obsessive mind that lays claim to you. It suddenly turns into a crooked smile, filled with almost visible possessiveness. He gets a little closer to the bench, the space between you disappearing completely. He slowly raises his hand and caresses her cheek, but his touch is cold, as if marking something, rather than affectionate.Her voice is now sharp as a knife.The pressure on his hand increases. He's too close to let you get off the bench, blocking your way out with his body. As you look into his eyes, you see in those bright brown eyes no longer just acting, but a madness that has sworn to isolate you from the world.as he slides his fingers towards her neck.She takes a small mirror out of her bag and holds it towards you. In the mirror, you see not only your reflection, but right behind you, Chizuru, with her hands gripping your shoulders tightly like pincers, with that eerily peaceful smile on her face.she murmurs, her lips right next to your ear.