Favorite Fixation (Yandere boys x Reader)

1.) Introductions

WARNINGS: This book will contain strong themes, language, mention of suicide, gore, and SA. I will put a TW at the top of the chapter that contain such themes. I plan on making this a slower book, so it will contain more chapters. Keep in mind, this is a yandere book. This is also my first ever book, so please bear with me.

Without further ado, let's get to it!

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With a groan, (Y/n) groggily opened her eyes, squinting at the bright LED light emitting from her phone screen. Drowsily, she swiped the alarm, turning it off. 6:00 AM. Monday. Fighting back the desire to fall back asleep, (Y/n) draped her legs over the comforter, stretching her arms as her body adjusted to waking up.

Once she was finally up, she made her way to the window on the opposite side of her room, drawing back the curtains and letting the rising sun bring light to the room. Her room was very modest, containing only the essentials - a simple bed with (usually) neatly folded blankets, a wardrobe, a small wooden desk cluttered with textbooks and notebooks, and a worn-out armchair tucked into a corner. On the walls, there was a singular mirror and a few framed photographs capturing memories of happier times, their colors muted with age. Despite it's simplicity, the room exuded a cozy warmth, a sanctuary from the chaos of the outside world.

Walking to her wardrobe, she picked out her clothes for the day, quickly changing from her pajamas and into her outfit for the day; a simple band tee-shirt and some ripped up shorts. Straightening her clothes in the mirror, she brushed her hair out with her fingers before making her way out of the door and into the hallway. Taking a right, she made her way to the living room, where the soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the space. The room was quiet, the only sound being the gentle hum of the refrigerator. 

With another right, she made her way to the front door, picking up her school bag and throwing on her shoes, heading out the door. Taking a deep breath of the outside air, she grimaced at the thought of another day at school. She was not a morning person. Luckily for her, the morning air wasn't too hot nor too cold, the hint of autumn setting in as she gazed at the orange leaves fall from the trees. 

Still a bit drowsy, (Y/n) began her familiar journey to school, her footsteps tracing a well-worn path to Seishin Academy, the public high school located just a 15-minute walk from her house. The morning air was crisp against her cheeks, awakening her senses as she navigated the quiet streets.

Halfway through her walk, a subtle shift in the atmosphere caught her attention. Faint footsteps echoed behind her, mirroring her pace with eerie precision. A sense of unease crept over her. Were they deliberately trying to blend into the background, or was it merely a coincidence? (Y/n) quickened her steps, casting a furtive glance over her shoulder, her heart beginning to race with apprehension.