Y/n closed his eyes and tuned out the several music tracks that merged together, attempting to flood into his ears and jumbling up his thoughts in order to distract him from the task at hand.
Gathering his focus, the black-haired boy tightened his grip before he slammed down the plastic hammer with all that he could muster in his body before letting gravity do the rest of the work as his hands slightly shifted down closer to the bottom of the hammer.
Feeling a jolt in his hands, he quickly diverted his attention towards the point meter, where he saw a green line slowly creep up the meter, passing the 75% point, and, as if it had suddenly grown hands, continuously hoisting itself up the remaining distance.
"You're going to get it this time!" a high-pitched sounding voice mumbled out in astonishment, their slender fingers pointed towards the increasing meter as it slowly reached the top.
Reaching the very top of the meter, a loud ringing melody crescendoed from the two speakers located next to the game booth, tickets triumphantly flooding out from a little slit on the side of the booth, slowly accumulating upon both of their feet as if congratulating them with a celebratory hug.
Y/n and Chloe looked towards the ever-growing pile of tickets with bated breath, wondering how majestic it would look after it had finished printing out all of them.
The small orange-haired girl stole a glance towards her taller counterpart before letting out a small mischievous giggle.
Suddenly her shoulders slumped down as if a heavy boulder sat atop them, feeble hands aimlessly dangling before her, cascading hair hiding a little smirk that tugged upon the corners of her mouth.
Turning towards the male, Chloe sighed slightly before quietly mumbling, "When I play, I can't even get past 20%, not to mention 100%.".
Looking towards the seemingly crestfallen girl, Y/n raised his hand and ruffled the top of her long hair, a loud chuckle erupting from his mouth, lips parting into a knowing grin.
"It's all about technique, Chlo, technique!" he explained, leaving the pouting girl to moan alone.
Stealing another glance towards Y/n, her orange orbs met his countenance, one hand covering a series of uncontrollable, yet muffled, chuckles followed by two green eyes that held steadfast upon her appearance, one eyebrow raised as if he were questioning how long she'd continue with her act.
Façade breaking After seeing her plan wasn't going to work, the girl broke out of her burdened state and swiftly moved closer to Y/n while bowing her head.
"Aah, it doesn't matter whether I can do it or not! Gimmie some of those tickets~!" Chloe pleaded, her hands together above her head.
A little scoff came from Y/n as he teasingly spoke, "Nooopeee, they're all mine!".
Chloe whined in response, choosing to send a flurry of lethal attacks towards the taller boy's shoulder, an action that made the latter laugh at the futility of her actions.
"You might want to punch a little harder~, since I can't feel anything!" Y/n jeered, dodging her fists and sending a soft flick towards Chloe's head, much to the girl's chagrin, as she held her forehead in mock pain, fiercely glaring at the boy.
Both of them were now age 16 and, having been friends for the better part of 5 or so years, they had come to know each other very well.
Having learnt early on that Chloe was quite physically weak due to an illness she was born with at birth, Y/n made sure to physically poke fun at her at any opportunity that he got.
It was currently the weekend before the new school term was set to start, the duo having joined a new school together.
"Arghh, you know what fine! 1v1 me! Winner takes the tickets! I'll let you pick what character I'll play, and if I lose, I'll let you give me a dare." Chloe proposed, a confident tone laced within her words.
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The Demons Within (Female Yandere x Male Reader)
RomanceRead Time: 4H 51M Always given the short end of the stick, Chloe's tried to do her best with the cards she'd been dealt. A glimpse of happiness, snatched away at the last second, but it's fine. She's used to it. Everyone has a breaking point, and he...