(Y/N POV)
(this POV is gonna stay 'till a new pov unlocks!)
It was a nice evening, birds chirped, flowers bloomed
and, the same old stalker followed me,like every day for two years now
I've learned to ignore him, he's too shy to get angry at me for it,or even get closer than a few extra steps, he'll stay there even if i confront him too
his obvious stare. the sound of his steps, all of it stays in the background
its almost soothing really,he'd do anything to protect me if someone tries to assault me
its like the scary dog privilege,just replacing the dog with an obsessive sociopath!
i've never even seen his face clearly, but im sure he has seen my every detail, every night
felt my skin and breath..
i've only seen his blue eyes in my dark room when i open mine just enough to seem still asleep
i can feel his sight when i change and shower
saying that makes my skin crawl
maybe its not as soothing as i thought
but at least he aint agressive!
...
...right?
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Thanks for reading!
im sorry if these are short,but i use discarded notebook pages to write on between classes until i run out of space to pass the text clean in my computer
i hope this is as fun to read as it is to write!
BTW, when the text is like //this// it means its narrated
(estimated words per chapter: 350)
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BOWS!(ybg)
HumorThis is a "slice of life" and doesn't have a specific theme other than telling Y/N's/other's life in short and easy chapters. This is also not to be seen as serious at all! this story is for me to have fun and maybe you can enjoy it too!!
