𝗡𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗀𝗂𝖺 |𝗗𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝗦𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖾𝗋 𝗢𝗇𝖾 𝗦𝗁𝗈𝗍𝗌

『Shinazugawa Sanemi X Yandere Reader』

Welp, SIMP_371 here's your second request! I really thank you for keeping this book alive :")

Enjoy~

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Title: I Love You, Shinazugawa
Genre: Yandere Romance
(Warning: Modern A. U., Gore)

As the scene unfolds, we can see a charming (h/c)-ette staring dreamily at a certain white haired male.

As the male passes by her, the said girl sighs contently. Seeing him was always the best part of the day.

'Wait, if that's so, then every day is best...'

The girl giggled at her own thoughts, while quietly thinking about which place Sanemi will be at later.

The male had always noticed, of course. And how could he not?

After all, he had seen him around lately. Whenever he's at the park for a quick stroll, whether it was just visiting the same old onigiri shop after school or the mall.

She would be there.

And everytime he looks at the direction he came from, he could always see her not far away, staring at him with her bright and creepy (e/c) eyes.

He had not given much thought about it earlier, but now he's reconsidering. She's a stalker. His stalker.

At first it was just some innocent coincidences. Bumping into each other at school or just seeing one and the other at the cafeteria which is normal.

The white haired male pondered at his own thoughts, thinking deeply about the situation he's at.

He's being stalked by a creepy, charming, with a tendency to probably murder girl.

He chuckled at his own thoughts before making his way to his house. He looked back at him and suddenly he thought he was safe.

But no one is really safe when they have a stalker such as her, right?

Quite true, actually. As he was making his way to his own house, the (h/c)-ette went the other way.

'I just need something to do, senpai. I won't miss seeing you later though....' (Y/N) thought before a frown made its way on her pretty features.

She was mad. Furious.

All that pretentious dreamy and happy facade slowly wore out as she was nearing her best friend's house. She needed her. To end her miserable life, to be exact.

She had flirted with him earlier this morning and she had known very well that Sanemi was claimed by (Y/N) herself. That was a huge mistake on her part.

(Y/N) had pretended that she had not seen anything such as that happening, but things are very much different on the inside, as we can all agree.

As she knocked on her best friend's door, she calmed herself down. She couldn't possibly go in if she looks like she could tear her to shreds right then and there, right?

Of course.

So, she did the only thing that most psychotic people do often. She smiled widely and sweetly, while having the thought of her blood on her fingers.

And as luck would have it, (Best Friend's Name) stood behind the door, opening it to see her would-be murderer.

Once she saw her, she ushered her inside. (Y/N) looked back at the surroundings before making her way in.

"This is surprising, (Y/N)-chan! Oh, have you aced that test this afternoon?" (B/F/N) asked happily.

"I certainly did, (B/F/N)! You're really a great tutor." she psycho said, masking her true intentions.

"Oh, then what do I owe the pleasure for?" (B/F/N) asked, ready to tutor her beat friend. "Would you like to drink something?" she offered.

"...Yeah... I'm kind of thirsty..." (Y/N) trailed off, a plan of elimination forming in her twisted mind.

"Okay then! Wait for me here, yeah?"

"Sure.."

After that, (B/F/N) left to go get something in her kitchen. She felt eyes on her back but shrugged it off nonetheless. She started to feel quite a creepy vibe emanating from (Y/N) but she paid no mind to it at all.

Well, that's what idiots do before they die, right?

As she slowly turned her back and walk to wards the kitchen, she looked over her shoulder. (Y/N) was still there, sitting like a doll. Perfect and smiling.

There's something off about her. Other than the fact that she's been smiling creepily at her all day.

As she went to open her fridge door, she thought that she could feel her friend's presence behind her.

"(Y/N)?" (B/F/N) asked slowly.

"Yes~ (B/F/N)?" came the answer from what seemed to be the living room.

"I-I forgot t-to ask you.... What would you l-like to drink?" she stuttered.

"Oh... Anything is fine, (B/F/N)... Anything at all.."

"O-ok then."

After that, the said (h/c)-ette emerged from behind her with a knife in her delicate hands. She stabbed her best friend multiple times in the back, making sure to hit her lungs.

(B/F/N) was shocked but it was too late. The pain of being stabbed to death had dawned upon her making her vomit her own blood. (Y/N) was there, grinning happily with every stab. She didn't care anymore. All she wanted was her death and now she got it.

After about two minutes of continuous stabbing, the charming but now blood soaked (h/c)-ette seemed to have resigned her sense of composure and then decided to stop killing the already killed girl.

'My~ hiding such thing would be hard without help around~'

So she did the only thing she could do. She chopped her best friend's body up into pieces and then discarded them by throwing it in the garbage can at the back of her best friend's house.

'No one would notice, right?'

After that, she cleaned up herself and the went out of the door as casually as she came. She made sure to clean the area and make it look like no one went there yet.

She did succeed, and by six o'clock she had gotten out of there to pay a secret visit to her one and only beloved, Shinazugawa Sanemi.

As the night unfolds, we can see a fine young woman staring with a dreamy expression at what seemed to be a sleeping young man right in his bedroom.

Oh, how love drives us to do such crazy things...

...How was it... Too much? Trust me, I edited this part as much as I could. The original plan for this one was worse than this.