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➤【 yandere step father x fem! reader 】
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➥ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, a man falls for the dangerous temptation of loving his step daughter, something that only brings with it a spiraling obsession that consumes him...
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As (Y/N) walked into school that morning, everything seemed eerily quiet save for the whispers that permeated the air, everyone in groups closely huddled together as if partaking in a secret that no one else could know. Frowning, and readjusting the straps on her backpack, she lowered her gaze before she began walking through the halls, knowing that whatever was causing the other students to act in such a strange way had nothing to do with her.
But, how wrong she was.
She startled upon the hand that fell heavily onto her shoulder, turning quickly to find Carlos, Zara, and Maya standing there with equal looks of mourning written across their expressions.
She blinked.
What the...
Why do they look like that?
She flicked her gaze around her, back to the other students who seemed just as tense.
What... is going on?
"Guys... hi," she finally murmured a soft greeting, shuffling in place as she stood there awkwardly, not able to help the rise of guilt pushing up into her throat when seeing them again after so long of ignoring them, even if it was because of her grief. "Are you... okay? Something doesn't seem right, so what... what happened?"
"You don't know?" Maya questioned, her expression further breaking.
"No..." she shook her head, now thoroughly alarmed due to Maya's reaction. "Know what? What is going on right now?"
"Dante's dead," Carlos uttered coldly.
In that moment, all warmth seemed to be sucked out of the space after Carlos's words, (Y/N) staring at him blankly in shock as if she couldn't comprehend the simple phrase that had slipped past his lips. In her mind, it was impossible for the boy that she had just seen yesterday very much alive would be gone so quickly. It hardly made any sense to her, but from the looks that the other three gave her, she knew that this was not their idea of a bad joke. A strangled sob left her mouth not a moment later instead of words, because that was the only thing that could come out, a wave of grief crashing through her all over again to reopen a far too fresh wound. It was as if a dull knife was slowly cutting its way through the barely healed scars on her heart agonizingly slow.
"His parents are gone, too," Zara continued, looking about ready to burst into tears at that point yet somehow able to keep it in. "The neighbors noticed the windows shattered, and when the police were called, it was announced that they were dead while the house looked ransacked. Apparently they think it was a robbery gone wrong."
