tw : yandere behaviour , stalking.
“ I GOT MY EYES ON YOU... ”
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━━━━━━━ humans are the most greedy creature in the world. they will do whatever they can just to get the things that they desire. they will even go far as dirtying their own hands with blood just to do it. and the poor (male name) wasn't even aware of it.
he wasn't aware that there are people who are more than willing to kill others because of greed and envy. because poor him, his whole life he only cares about himself and his dear sister's survival. he doesn't even care about his own health and continues to overwork himself. he continues to work hard and hard for his sister to the point that he wasn't able to see how the envy of the people around him because of his achievements in work.
"urghh..."
a groan left on (male name)'s lips as he held his head. it was so painful as if there was someone smashed his head using a hammer. he wanted to cry but he couldn't... why is this happening to him anyways?
the last time he remembered was he is on his way from visiting himari. then, he felt someone is following him... and after that, someone hit him on the head and he couldn't remember the next events. and now, he found himself inside a familiar room. those (f/c) ceilings and his and his family's pictures hang on the wall. but for some reason, he find something odd.
"what...?" he mumbles, taking the picture frame on the side table. his lips turned into a thin line as his forehead wrinkled. he cursed under his breath, "what kind of shit is this?"
as far as he remembered, this picture was taken at his elementary school graduation. but, for some reason... he's not in the picture. his mom, dad and himari were in the picture and next to himari was a black-haired boy with black eyes smiling softly as his hands were placed on himari's neck. "who...?"
it was only given that he was confused. since on all pictures that were in his room he wasn't there. it was only the black-haired boy who for some reason looked very familiar. he doesn't drink alcohol, so there's no way that he was drunk. and it felt too real to be a dream since he already tripped earlier and he felt pain. running his fingers through his hair, (male name) looked at the clock as he entered the bathroom.
yeah, he needs to take a bath. maybe, this strange phenomenon will disappear once he clears his mind on the bath. and besides, he still needs to go to one of his part-time jobs.
humming a song, (male name) started doing his thing. and after that, he decided to go in front of his sink to brush his teeth. but before he could even take his toothbrush, the (h/c) haired— no, (male name)'s eyes widened at the reflection that he saw in the mirror in front of him. "huh?"
what the fuck? who the hell is this person in the mirror? wait, aren't i the only one who's inside this apartment? then... "fuck it."
are you wondering why is our dear protagonist, (male name) was acting like that? because you see. (male name) has (e/c) eyes and (h/c) hair and he never, as in never dyed his hair even once. because first of all, he likes his hair colour, and second, it was a pain in the ass to dye his hair. and he also never wear a contact lens since he was scared of them.
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