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➤【 yandere katsuki bakugo x fem! reader 】
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➥ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, Katsuki Bakugo loves to torment one of his classmates for a very simple reason: he's obsessed with her
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➺ mature themes and language
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TAPPING her finger in an agitated manner against her desk, (Y/N) ground her teeth together so hard she thought they might crack. Her gaze was a deadly and piercing stare that was directed at a random girl who had decided to go up and speak with Katsuki, her face filled with a blush that made it obvious what her intentions were.
Her envy deepened.
This bitch...
I'm going to fucking murder her.
Making do on her promise, (Y/N) followed her after school and when she was in an isolated place, struck. Standing over the girl's unconscious body with a bloody rock in her hand, she laughed almost uncontrollably for a few moments as she figured out how pathetic she actually was.
"This is what happens when you try and take him away from me..." she whispered as she crouched down beside the girl.
This is what happens.
Pouring gasoline over the girl's body, (Y/N) lit a match, and threw it down.
Her body was burned in seconds.
She barely even had time to scream before death.
It made (Y/N) smile.
But as the days and weeks and months flew by, she grew increasingly hateful of the fact that no matter what, girls would continue to approach Katsuki as if they could. He was already hers, so why did they think they could talk to him so casually? What made them think they had that right? So every time they did, it wasn't long before their charred and burnt bodies were found after they went missing.
(Y/N) was never suspected as a culprit.
She was too careful.
Of course, Katsuki could obviously see straight through her ruse of innocence, finding everything she was doing amusing.
He didn't do anything about it, though.
Her jealousy was cute.
And the longer he was able to witness such emotions from her, the longer he wanted to always see her in such a state, secretly filming every time she killed a girl just for approaching him. Yet what she didn't know was that he was doing the exact same thing, slitting the throats of those who dared approach her with foul motives and burying them in a spot where their bodies would never be located.
But as annoyances stacked up, they couldn't help but wonder the same thing:
