Delving into the gut of an unfortunate soul, Saiyo yelled with his spoons twisting in a carving motion. A shrewd squeal, the sound of a soul of countless tragedies as the twiddling spoons impaled Roy. The wretched, deranged look of a helpless boy gasping for air to keep from losing conscious evoked a curdling insanity within Saiyo. Kiriyu, on the other hand, trembled from the lip and swayed by the legs. His eyes bore a sadness unimaginable as well as a loss of none other than himself. Saiyo was unappreciative of this reaction however. Who would know greater loss than him when life seems to slip so easily between his fingers. The body lay unconvincingly dead on the pavement, still jerking every which way with bodily tears enveloping it. It whispered to him in the most heavenly bloom of incantations in the form of a singular 3 word phrase, telling him that he was a good child, that he was enough. Biting into his bottom lip, he sneered with eyes waning into overflowing slits. He yelled into the neighborhood about the insurmountable pain of the hand he thought would always hold onto him, tapping his knuckles to let go. The neighborhood, unwavering, was resilient with their doors remaining closed to him and their citizens once again, paying no mind to the violence overtaking their solitude. With a wallowing frog emerging in his throat, Saiyo released the handle of the spoons, causing him and Roy to collapse onto the ground. The sun flickered and as if in attempt to be in unison, the corspe ceased its twittering and its wings laid flat and parallel to the wretched stain it bathed in. Kiriyu, humble in his own chaos, kneeled, remaining unresponsive and as unforgiving as ever.
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Yandere! Younger Brother & Reader (Older Sister)
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