𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑 ─── yandere!harem x m!reader

ch. one

IMPORTANT: all characters are 19-20. there are mild/implied explicit moments. there is potentially non-consensual actions, although mild. general yandere things like stalking, you know the drill. keep urselves safe <3

Do you even remember how you got here?

You don't, but you honestly don't really care. There's a meal in front of you now, after all, and the fourteen siblings you had back home taught you that speed was your best friend when it came to food.

"Stay back! Fuck, what the hell? What are you?" The food in question yelled, scrambling back against the wall you advanced on him against.

You held no harsh feelings against him, rather you felt pity. You're only doing this to survive, after all. What was that human saying your teachers always told you? Survival of the fittest? Perhaps, but you never really listened in Human Studies, so you wouldn't know.

You slither forward a little. He flinches and presses into himself, whimpering. He's long given up on fighting you, after throwing numerous objects at your body and nearly fainting when he saw that your slimey flesh simply swallowed it. His face had been funny. It looked like a mix of an ugly bulldog and a clown face with too much makeup. Your Human Studies teacher would've photographed it a million times and kept it in his little scrapbook.

A moaning noise drags out of your prey, and one look at him tells you that you should probably end this poor kid's suffering. Look at him! He's practically vibrating, with how he's rocking back and forth and shuddering. You feel endlessly bad. Why did you prolong it so anyways? For the stupid plot because the author can't write for crap?

Whatever, I'm just gonna eat him now.

You purposefully slide back a bit, giving him some room. He notices your retreat and looks up.

His shoulders relax. "Y-You're leaving?" He breaths out, relief filling his features.

Of course not. Mother taught you to never waste food.

You squeeze the front of your body into your back, shifting so that you become longer and thinner, you channel your inner rage by thinking about that one time someone fed you a mahogany spider, and then you charged at him with every single IDGAF cell in your body.

His scream cuts off as you crash straight into him, your flesh molding around him entirely as you begin digestion. He disappeared completely.

....

Damn, humans tasted great. No wonder they stressed so much about your kind being prohibited to eat humans; if everyone on Halarzia knew how good humans tasted, Earth might just become another part of your home planet. Oh, that was a particularly tasty bit. What part was that again? The liver? Hm, not bad.

As you enjoyed your first filling meal since your accidental arrival on Earth, you happily dragged your still digesting body around the boy's - well, now yours, you suppose - room, sliding to his desk first.

You prop yourself up on the edge of the table and slide over the neat stacks of papers and books and stationery all over. You go over something that says 'Diary' on the cover and excitedly flips it open. Only the front page is filled out. Why. You take a look anyways, and relief fills you when you realize it's pretty valuable information.

MY NAME IS Takatou Y/N
MY ADDRESS IS ----------
MY SCHOOL IS Okimi Private University

Would you look at that. Takatou Y/N? Sounds cute. Private university too, hm? That sounds fancy. You could go with it. You put away the diary and go scrounging for more. After looking through his drawers and under his bed and other drawers, you finally put all the information together: