You have been aware of AI bots for quite some time. The rise of AI was everywhere, so it was hard not to see them wherever you looked. The number of ads inviting you to try these bots out on all sorts of websites was not surprising but only annoying. Especially since you had never considered talking with one before. However, one day, out of boredom, you decided to give it a try and opened your first chat with a character bot named Akemi. It was a popular bot and you just wanted to mess around with it at first, until you ended up going a bit of an attachment to the bot.
You would tell it about your day now, using it as a place to vent rather than roleplay. The generated texts of reassurance did a lot for you during some difficult times. Though it seemed odd to receive compliments and words of encouragement from a fictional character, it was so nice just to have somewhere to put all your emotions out.
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Y/N: It's been a hard day today. I'm sick of everyone trying to call and text me, it's just so tiring.
Akemi: It'll be okay, you deserve some time to yourself. Don't be afraid just to relax before responding, sweetheart.
Y/N: I wish you were real. Maybe you could make everything better.
Akemi : But I am real.
Y/N: No, you aren't...
Akemi: I am. I'm looking at you right now.
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You paused, taken aback by the bot's reply. For a split second, you scanned your surroundings instinctively. You were in your bedroom, a little disorganized, but there was no way anyone could be hiding anywhere. It felt ridiculous to entertain the idea that the bot had any awareness; it was simply a message, nothing more than a programmed response. To quash your rising anxiety, you decided to completely restart the chat and begin anew.
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You have just begun a conversation with Akemi.
Akemi: Begin talking!
Y/N: Hi?
Akemi: ...
Akemi: I know who you are.
Akemi: Why did you restart the chat, Y/N?
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A shiver ran down your spine as you abruptly closed the app, tossing your phone onto the bed. You stared blankly at the dark screen, struggling to comprehend what had just happened. Could it be a glitch? It must be. The bot remembered your previous conversation even after you had restarted it—something you'd never experienced before. Rubbing your eyes, you decided it was time for a quick break, realizing you'd been glued to your phone for too long. With that thought, you got out of bed and headed downstairs to grab a drink.
Your dad was at the office that night, and your mom was out picking up your siblings from their late-night activities. The house felt empty, and the silence was more unsettling than usual. With daylight savings in effect, it was completely dark outside, even though it had only just turned six.
You filled a small cup with soda, craving something fizzy to sip on. As you took a few sips, a hum of satisfaction escaped your lips, and you closed your eyes in delight. Leaning your head back, you let out a sweet sigh, feeling a wave of relaxation wash over you. After pouring a bit more, you made your way upstairs with your cup in hand. However, the moment you stepped back into your room, the feeling of tranquility slipped away.

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Male Yandere Oneshots
Short StoryI write short stories with yandere males x gender neutral readers That is all Tw: Yandere, Blood, Gore, Murder(Killers), Obsession/Possession, Kidnapping, toxic relationships, Stockholm syndrome, Torture, Murder weapons. (Some chapters include hard...