More Yandere mha oneshots

☆~Izuku Midoriya~☆

Requested by: Socialreject47

Fun idea: a Chapter where the yandere has the Hanahaki disease for you and convinces themself that kidnapping you will force you to return their feelings, therefore curing them of their disease but uh oh it doesn't work... not saying for sure I'll do that, but... I think that could be fun :3

I'm very scared of mannequins secretly being alive, so this was... fun to write.

----------- ☆~°+*¤ | Mannequin | ¤*+°~☆ ------------

You own a small clothing store.

You don't make too much money, but you make enough to get by.

"Someone's selling a mannequin for only two dollars?" You asked yourself, looking at the website. "Fuckin sold!"

You clicked on the 'buy' button.

Unbeknownst to you, that was when your troubles would start.

He arrived a week later.

You opened the box he arrived in, and looked at him, in shock.

For only two dollars, it... actually looked pretty good!

"Alright, let's get you some clothes, why don't we?" You pulled him out of the box.

A few days later, one of your customers told you the strangest thing.

"(Y/N), this sounds insane, but... I swear I saw your mannequin move!"

"Move?" You asked, not at all believing this person. "Funny joke, but I'm pretty busy right now." You said, annoyed.

As the days passed, more and more of your customers began telling you that.

"I saw his finger move!"

"I-I swear I saw him turn his head!"

"His eyes moved to look at me."

You wrote them all off as crazy.

That night, you confronted the plastic man... nequin.

"I know you aren't alive." You told him. "I know you can't move! If you were alive, I'm sure I would know."

You got no response.

"Yeah, that's what I fuckin thought." You said to yourself. "You don't have a voicebox, or vocal chords, you can't talk back to me, can ya?" You sarcastically asked, poking him in the chest.

As you walked to the entrance, you turned around, and told him one last thing.

"If you are  alive, be a dear and kill anyone who breaks in, please~?"

Then, you exited your store, locking the door behind you.