Warning! Yandere-Bound

Chapter 9: Edge of Hope

Suddenly, a rush of memories overtakes you, vivid and undeniable. You're back in Clara's body, or rather, Clara's memories. Standing in a room you've never seen before—brightly lit, sterile, and eerily quiet. There's an overwhelming sense of fear in her chest as she listens to hushed voices outside the door.

In the memory, Clara is holding something tightly in her hand—a small, folded note. You feel her panic, her heart pounding as she reads it over and over: "Don't give in. Run."

The door creaks open, and a figure steps inside. You can't see their face, but there's something familiar in the way they move, the way they speak—a soft, almost soothing voice. The tension in Clara's body grows unbearable, and the memory fades, leaving you breathless.

Back in your own mind, your stomach twists with unease. What did Clara know? Who was that?

But as you look back at Mia, something in her expression changes. Her gaze sharpens, lingering on you a little too long. The smile that once seemed sweet now feels strained, a little too wide, as if she's watching your every reaction, gauging your compliance.

Her fingers tighten slightly around your hand, and her eyes don't leave your face. "You know, Clara," she says softly, her voice dripping with affection, "I've been waiting for a moment like this with you for so long. I knew you'd come around eventually... once you realized that nobody else could care for you the way I do."

You freeze. Her words, once comforting, now send a chill down your spine. There's a possessiveness to her tone, a deeper layer of control that you hadn't noticed before. The way she watches you now isn't just friendly; it's calculating, obsessive.

She leans in closer, her breath warm against your ear. "You're mine, Clara. Always have been. And now, you can't run away from me. Not anymore."

Not anymore? A sickening realization dawns on you. Mia's kindness, her patience—it was all part of her plan. She's no different from the others.

You swallow hard, your throat tightening as you try to process Mia's words. There's a weight in your chest, the kind that comes from fear and confusion tangled together, making it hard to breathe. You don't have all of Clara's memories—just fractured pieces that don't give you the full picture. The uncertainty gnaws at you, making Mia's obsessive gaze all the more unsettling.

Your lips part, but the words stick in your throat. When you finally manage to speak, your voice is barely above a whisper, shaky and uncertain. "W-What do you mean?" you ask, your hands trembling slightly as you clutch at the edge of your seat. "I-I don't... I don't remember..."

Mia tilts her head, her smile unwavering but her eyes darkening with something that makes your stomach churn. "Oh, Clara," she coos, "you don't have to remember. I'll remind you of everything. I'll make sure you never forget."

You feel a knot form in your gut, and the room seems to close in around you. The more Mia speaks, the more her true nature reveals itself. The sweet and refreshing façade is crumbling, and in its place, you see something far more dangerous—a yandere as terrifying as any other you've encountered.

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You try to respond, but the words stumble out, barely coherent. "I-I don't... I'm not sure... I'm a little scared of what you're saying..."

Mia's grip tightens on your hand, her nails digging slightly into your skin. "You should be," she whispers, her voice dripping with a mix of affection and menace. "But don't worry. I'll take care of you, Clara. I'll make everything better, just like I always do."