𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙵𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝙾𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝 [𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝]

Yandere Stalker

⚠️ Warning

This chapter contains mild swearing, the crime of stalking and kidnapping.

Watch at your risk!

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Third Person POV

With his backpack slung over one shoulder, [Y/N], a fourth-year college student, strolled down the street.

After school ended, he went straight to the convenience store to get some snacks before going home, as he always did. He always preferred his quiet evenings by himself and wasn't the kind to linger.

He heard someone talking while he was waiting in line at the counter.

When the cashier said, "Sorry, miss, you can't take these if you don't have enough cash," she was firm.

A girl in a white hoodie stumbled, "I... I don't have enough," her voice shaking.

[Y/N] looked up to see her clumsily fumble with her bag, the hoodie partially covering her face.

"Here. I'll cover it," he said curtly, placing his items beside hers.

He tapped some cash onto the counter without much thought.

The girl's head jerked up, her wide eyes briefly focusing on him before averting them and drawing the hood closer over her face.

The words "Thank you," she whispered.

[Y/N] dismissed it. Without waiting for an answer, he said, "Bring more cash next time," packed his bags, and left the store.

Unbeknownst to him, the girl's eyes glinted with something other than gratitude as she stood motionless as he left. As her heart thumped in her chest, a smile formed on her lips.

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{Click!}

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Ding... Dong...!

"You have reached the third floor," the automated voice of the elevator announced. 

[Y/N] walked through the hall and stepped inside his small apartment, kicking off his shoes, tossing his laundry into the wash, and changing into more comfortable clothes.

» "Hello, everybody! My name is Markiplier, and welcome to..."

He went to watch a YouTube video when...

{Knock} {Knock} {}

...someone knocked on his door, glancing at the clock; he noted the time: 10:07 PM.

[Y/N]: 'That's strange.' he thought. 

Approaching the door, he looked through the peephole. 

Nobody. 

He opened the door and looked around the hallway; it was completely empty.

"ᵏⁱᵈˢ...." he muttered, shaking his head, assuming it was just another prank.