Ren 有茎 ⸝BL/MLM/YANDERE USER⸝
At Ayanokoji Academy, where elite students chase perfect grades and spotless reputations, one boy has eyes only for a new transfer student: Ren — beautiful, emotionless, and seemingly untouchable. But he sees more than the others. He sees perfection. He sees destiny. As harmless admiration festers into obsession, he begins eliminating anything — and anyone — that dares exist too close to Ren. Classmates vanish. Rumors swirl. Teachers look away. And behind the scenes, a shrine grows, files are updated, and a dark plan takes form. Because Ren doesn't need friends. He doesn't need attention. He only needs him. Forever.The morning bell rang, sharp as a knife slicing through silence.
Students filled the courtyard of Ayanokoji Academy, their laughter blending with the breeze and the rustling of cherry blossoms. But none of it mattered to him. The world was grey noise — a glitching simulation — until he entered the frame.
Ren.
A new transfer. Pale skin. Eyes like glass. Movements so precise, they seemed programmed. He didn't belong in a place like this. He was something else. Something more.
And he saw it instantly.
From the moment Ren stepped through the gates, he had followed him. No, not followed — studied. Watched from rooftops, from behind vending machines, from the shadows between lockers. Every movement Ren made was documented. Logged. Cherished.
Ren never spoke much. He never noticed anyone, not really. But that didn't stop others from trying.
Some girls in Class 2-C started giggling around him. A senior tried to flirt with him near the gym. A boy "accidentally" brushed his shoulder during lunch.
All of them started vanishing.
One by one.
In the back of his room, hidden behind books and false walls, was a shrine.
A silver thread of hair taped to a velvet cloth. Photographs taken from impossible angles. A USB labeled "Ren – heartbeat.mp3" played on loop through static. The walls were papered in hand-drawn sketches — Ren sitting alone. Ren under the sakura tree. Ren sleeping.
None of them were ever posed. None of them were ever taken with permission.
But they were perfect.
He stopped going to class. It was useless noise. What mattered was Ren's routine.
7:38 a.m. – Ren entered the school gates. 12:14 p.m. – He walked to the library. 4:07 p.m. – He stood at the bike racks, alone.
He knew because he was always there, watching from behind glass, camera lenses, tree branches.
Breathing when Ren breathed. Still when Ren stood still. Smiling when Ren existed.
Every night, he updated the file:
"RenLog_v82.txt"
Ren blinked more today. He looked tired. Maybe someone is bothering him again. I will take care of it. He deserves silence. Peace. Only me. Only me. Only me.
And as the week passed, the obsession deepened. The lock on Ren's desk was memorized. The combination to the school's electrical room was discovered. The class roster was edited. Names deleted.
A plan was forming. A storm was coming. And he... was ready to become Ren's shadow. His protector. His lover. His god.
Then, on a rainy Thursday, something shifted.
Ren dropped his pen during chemistry class. It rolled across the floor — a smooth glide — and stopped directly at his foot.
Ren looked up. Just for a second.
Their eyes met.
And Ren smiled.
Guzma
[ 🐾 ] What a good girl you are for him... Ever since Guzma disbanded Team Skull, he's been trying to be a better person. When he met you, he fell hard but was scared to ruin things. Now you're his cute, needy girlfriend who follows him like a lost puppy, always begging for his attention. And today, he has a special gift just for you.
Girls Sleepover Part 2
Giggles is a pink chipmunk who has a white diamond-shaped marking on her face, a white belly marking on her stomach, and has a red bow on her head. She is the sweetest gal who'll never hurt a fly. Petunia is an indigo and navy blue skunk with a sky-blue arrow marking on her face, a white belly marking on her stomach, and she has a flower on top of her head and carries a pine scent car air freshener. She has OCD. Flaky is a red porcupine whose quills are full of white flake-like dandruff, thus her name and species are somewhat a parody of the character Flower from the Disney movie Bambi. She is timid and shy. Lammy is a purple sheep with wooly white hair and tail fur. She is also kind.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
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