𝟓𝟎% 𝐎𝐅𝐅!【✘MALE! YANDERE VARIOUS】(dom! reader)

1. "What a bargain!"

there is something oddly eldritch about any type of stores that are open late at night.

for example the harsh fluorecent lights that gives the sleep deprived you a headache, the ocasional cryptid homeless person, the weirdly hospital-like sterile smell of bleach and disinfectant despite it's neglected appearance. like someone was hiding something... very stinky that smelled of rot and mold, that isn't the average dead rat.

but imagine instead of a convenience store it's a game store that is still open after night that fits the description and may or may not be haunted by a vengeful ghost or two.

it doesn't help with the overall vibes that the neon-LED signs are diplayed so close to the glass windows it made the place look even brighter much to your tired eyes' dismay.

(and the cashier's if it wasn't for the fact that they looked used to it.)

you wouldn't even be surpised if there was a sudden power outtage from all the eletronics the owner decided to add to the store. the old ones that uses more electricity than it actually needs, it doesn't even work properly.

but the only good thing that could be somewhat redeeming for this place is how... cheap the games are- of course there could be a reason as to why they're so cheap but you just didn't have any fucks to give.

and if the games weren't haunted then they probably were "so-bad-that-it's-good" bad. and you're yet to come across a haunted one, for now, that is.

you've browsed a couple of them for a while, none of them particularly catched you interest before you came across a 'too-cutesy-for-your-taste' dating game.

you've noted that lately you've been in a dating-sim slash otome game mood... which might've been because it's february and there's a good discount for those lonely souls out there that might need it.

'love in a bottle', a thrilling love story about an orphaned church girl who, manages to get a sponsored exchange into a prestiged potion academy. will the goddes' blessing also land her a handsome stranger? only you can find out!'

as the title and cover implies... it's a magic school-based game, kinda. it's set in some sort of fantasy setting, you don't really know what kind, the description's kinda vague.

it looked... very pink and glittery-looking, you're kinda betting, well, hoping that it is actually a horror game instead, but that might've been too obvious and you're pretty sure they don't actually check the contents of the games they sell anyway. if the many upset parents that you saw were any indication.

any responsible adult wouldn't buy a such shady dating-sim and put it in their computer.

... it's five bucks... what a bargain! thanks jod you're not responsible at all!

after paying you tucked the game inside one of your jacket's many pockets and as soon as you left the store, it started to rain.

jod. guckin'. damnit.

the rain pelted on your jacket and the back of your neck as you were dumped with freezing-cold water with only pure adrenaline to keep you warm as you speed-walked home. you'd rather catch a cold than slip and fall and break your neck.

you continued your way home, making sure to be under the streetlamp's lights as you made your way trying to do your best to traverse through the uneven sidewalks, avoiding puddles and walking around the inconveniently placed streetlamps.

sometimes, just sometimes it's nice to take a walk in the rain. you ocasionally watched plants bob from the weight of occasional raindrops then see them make their way down from nearby windows, ocasionally also falling on other plants.

you watched them race down windows, silently rooting for your favorite one to come in first place.

you ocasionally splashed tiny puddles, tiny ones that wouldn't wet your shoes too much.

there's not many cars passing by, not many people walking nearby.

there's not much noise in your ears aside from tapping of nearby rain reach the concrete floor.

the rains mellows into a faint shower.

as soon as you finished that internal monologue you immediatelly slipped while trying to dodge a street lamp and fell neck first onto it's metal pole when you tried to grab at it to keep you from falling.

this sucks.

you're sure that, somewhere in the distant, a truck driver felt a immesurable amount of rage. to be honest, you'd rather have truck-kun deal you in than slipping and breaking you neck on some lamp-post, like some sort of loser.

guess that makes you a loser now.

and just like that, you've died. you didn't even get to play that new game you just bought, what a waste of money that you probably can't use right now.

darn it.

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