Reader x Yandere various

Psycho Mother

Yeah, I missed you guys too.

A reboot because I was a horrible person when I wrote part one.

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Your POV

College, is the golden time in every boy's life, the time where he graduates from being a boy who could be cast in a mediocre Shonen anime as the plain but stupidly overpowered main character to a well-written masterpiece of a Seinen protagonist. Well, at least that's what I expected to happen, but nah, this shit is basically high school, but with more pretentious side characters roaming around ruining my day. I guess, assuming that college would be interesting after watching Jenifer's Body isn't the right thing to do.

What I'm trying to say is, that life is boring. Nothing interesting happens ever. I like to think that in some parallel universe, there is a reality where some pandemic is going on or hell, maybe even a world war 3, at least that seems a bit less boring.

But I was wrong, I spoke too soon. Because right now, as I sit on the terrace wall, sulking about my non-existent social life, I see someone climbing up the walls on the other side of the terrace. Now, considering we are 7 stories high, standing up straight like what the girl is doing right now is extremely dangerous. I do that sometimes because I have a really good balance, but that blondie is a different story.

She seems a year or two older than me, and she is here to commit suicide.

As she stands shakily, her black sweater and long blonde hair fluttering back and forth, I wonder what's driving her to end it all.

Is it cause she's blonde? Yeah, maybe...

Or maybe I should ask her myself?

Well, why not? Maybe the answer will be satisfying, and maybe she can die with a lighter heart knowing that she opened up her problem to someone. It's a win-win situation. Hahaha!

... Okay, all jokes aside, I don't think I can sleep peacefully if that bitch falls to her death right in front of me.

Alright, three, two, one!

"Hello! There are less painful ways to go, you know?" Hmm, maybe that wasn't the coolest thing to say. But, if her little shudder is any indication, she heard me, so no retrying for me I guess.

Her hair still fluttering in the wind, she hesitantly turns around and- Oh wait, I know her.

Slim and tall body, B-cups, Green eyes, resting bitch face, blonde hair, it is Ellen. As in, the hottest, bitchiest, bully on the campus.

"Well, you're the last person I expected to..." I stop myself halfway. I suppose that is a little too insensitive to say right now. But still, in a situation like this, I gotta take the suicidal person off the edge, both literally and figuratively.

"What are you... What are you doing here?" She asks me, struggling to raise her tone above a whisper. Her usually bitter eyes are nearly lifeless, and she has faint dark circles.

I place my arm on the rails, trying to appear as cool and composed as possible, and I say:

"Eh, you know, feeling bad. I was just sulking in peace when I saw you climb up the wall."