Yandere kny x (Y/n) one shots

Why?||douma x Male reader

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Warning: knifes, Gore?, insanity, death
Word definition: (e/c)- eyes color
Y/n- your name
L/n- last name

Why? Why do this?

You sat in class bored out of your mind. It was the last class of the day but it felt like it was taking forever. Even douma your best friend wasn't there so class was extra boring.

You tapped your pencil against the wood as some students glared at you.

"Will you stop hitting your pencil on the desk!" a student whisper shouted. You glared at him and flicked a small piece of paper at him. He flinched and snarled at you.

"Woah there doggy. Calm down" you tease as he flares up even more.

Ring!

'Saved by the bell' you thought rushing out of class as the kids breaks his pencil. You slow to a walk as you get closer to your locker.

You open it and bend down to grab your backpack as you feel someone behind you. You quickly look up and exhale as you saw douma with his silly smile.

"Hey Y/n~ How was your last class~" he clutched onto you as you closed your locker.

"It was normal. Teased a kid tho" you stated as his eye twitched.

"Oh? Was he bothering you?" he asked nonchalantly.

"No not really" he hums in acknowledgement. You guys walk together as he talks about his day.

You reach the stop sign as he finally finishes his talk about Mr. Mackerel.

"I say he's like a fish! The way he talks and walks just makes you think he's a fish!" he complains giving you sad droopy eyes. You nod hesitantly.

"Mhm... Great. Anyways I'll have to get going. My mom will kill me if she notices I'm out late with you again. Y'know to think of it my mom doesn't really like you" he flinched as you state that.

"Your mom... Doesn't like me?" he tilts his head slightly, with a slight crazed look. "I'm perfect for you!" he exclaimed putting his hands together.

You look at him, a little weirded out. "Sure, anyways I do have to go. See ya tomorrow" you wave and walk down your street. Douma's eyes follow your back. He doesn't move from his spot as cars drive on the road. Creating a loud noise to his deafening ears.

He scrunched his hands into fists. To the point veins started showing. People walking past him gave a concerned look and stayed their distance. He looked like the main character.

The camera is on the other side of the road as a car passes, he's no longer there.

The camera fades as it's now following you.

You walk with your hands in your pockets, with a slight tilt in your back. You reach your house and bring out the keys to unlock the door.

"Mom! I'm home!" you yell and set the keys on the holder and walk into the kitchen, for a snack. You hear walking from the hall and you peak after grabbing a snack. It was your mother carrying your little brother.

She smiled gently at you as you smiled back. Your younger brothers eyes lit up as he saw you.

"Brother! Mom, brothers home!" he quickly scrambled out of her arms and ran into your open ones. You picked him up with ease as you squeeze him. He laughs and hugs you back. Your mother laughs and leans on the wall with an amused look.

You are now holding your brother as you talk with her about the day.

"And douma-" "-We don't speak of him here" your mother cuts you off as you give her a puzzled look.