The Demons Within (Female Yandere x Male Reader)

C9 - Comparison

Y/n had seen his own share of sadness within his short lifespan.

At the age of three, his mother passed away from giving birth to his little sister, Camila.

Even during the hardship that was losing the mother of your two children, Y/n's father steadfastly ensured to provide a good environment for his offspring to develop in.

They lived in a two-story house that had four total bedrooms, to which each respective resident had their own room, the last bedroom being used as his father's office.

Camelia, who was now eight, always clung to her older brother, perhaps due to the lack of motherly affection that Y/n somewhat provided in the form of the abundance of attention he allocated to her.

Hearing the door open, the little brown-haired girl burst out of her room and popped her head from the banister of the second floor to greet her brother, who had come home from school.

Camelia's school was closer than Y/n's was to their house, ensuring that she'd always come home before her older counterpart.

To her surprise, it wasn't only her older brother that she saw at the entrance to their abode like usual, but a girl that was just a bit taller than herself resided beside him.

Heavy clothes clung to the orange-haired girl's body, covering all the skin that would usually be visible around the neck, arms, and legs. Only her face was not covered by layers of cloth.

Furthermore, the girl didn't look to be in the best physical condition; she had strained breathing and furrowed eyebrows, alerting Camelia to the fact that perhaps this new acquaintance of her brother's was not physically fit, unwell, or had sustained an injury of some sort.

Y/n looked towards Chloe, telling her to leave her shoes by the door and then proceeding to shout something upstairs.

"Dad! Chloe's come round for dinner!" He shouted, hoping that his voice would reach his father's ears behind his closed door.

A few seconds passed before a figure appeared behind a door, one that looked like an older clone of Y/n, long black hair hiding a pair of green eyes that looked towards the small girl with worry.

"Chloe! Look at how you've grown all up! Mikhael would be so proud!" He exclaimed, a toothy grin exploding onto his face.

Just then, a series of cackles erupted from behind the small girl, reminding her that she had forgotten about the figure's existence for the better part of the last thirty minutes before it appeared once again.

"Proud of a criminal~! A murderer!" It groaned out, the cackles growing louder until it had become a full-on scream of laughter, its voice cracking everyone in a while.

While the two were conversing, Y/n had been looking towards Chloe's small figure and the abundance of clothes she had been wearing.

"You know, you can take those off now that we are inside." He proposed, pointing towards a few wall hooks where she could place her clothes.

Chloe looked towards the hooks and then back towards Y/n before tightly clutching the clothes she was wearing, clearly showing that she heavily disliked the idea.

The older man slowly descended from the second floor and ruffled Chloe's long orange hair, a small smile present upon his worn features.

"Y/n, make sure to get along well with Chloe! I hope you find his company enjoyable." Y/n's father stated before retreating into his office to continue his work.

"Camelia, come down and greet our guest." Sighed out Y/n as he glanced towards the crouched girl that was attempting to hide atop the staircase.

The small brunette shuffled a bit before squeaking out a small, "hello," small hazel eyes piercing towards Chloe, orbs widening when she'd realised that her staring had lasted longer than she'd originally planned.