sHe woKe UP sCREaMInG. It was so aMuSing tO seE hER sUfFeR. gET a Grip Shin. You can't mess up, you can't fail! Taro's depending on you to save him! I hAVe tO bE hIS NuMBer One!
She's asking me where she is- it doesn't matter! You're right where you need to be, away from Taro, away from everyone! It's deep, deep, dark in the basement of the school. No one will hear us. Everything is going according to plan...!
She hears them too- the others, Saki and Kokona. Tied up together with a thick rope. They scream for Osana, Osana screams for them, blah blah blah. I'm sick of this, all of you! You who ignore me, you who insult me, you who wish to ruin everything I ever wanted! All I want is my Taro, given to me with the promise of fRiENdSHiP, but you three had to take him from me! You tried and you tried and you tried, but I was the only one. I was the one who deserved him!
Me! Shin! Nobody else, me!
And now, I get to punish you. Punish all of you! Let's see, who to start with...
Ah, Kokona. You've always pissed me off the most. You with your boobs and your face and your popularity. Where is it now!?! Don't whimper, you bitch! Did you whimper when you slutted yourself online to those guys and had the nErVE to think Taro would ever want you!?! DO YOU!?! Filthy slut, FILTHY SLUT!!!
ssssSaki. Silly green Saki. Like a sssssnake. You like putting people down, do you? DO YOU? No? Then that video was created to boost my self esteem, right? Of course it was! Lying skank! See how you like being labeled, Saki! Oh wait, you already are!
Calling me names, are you Osana? Typical. You're the only one who saw what I truly am- what did you say, a fREaK? Yes, that was it. A FREAK! A FUCKING FREAK! Crazy? Correct. Freak? Not in the slightest? Bastard? WRONG! My parents are happily married to this day, thank you very much! But what about you? WHAT ABOUT YOU. It's your last day sweetheart, HAHAHAHAHAHA. YOU'RE LAST DAY! YOU'RE LAST DAY! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
HAHAhAHaHa... ha...
You want to live, right? Of course you do. All you have to do is what I say, capiche? Good girl. Oh don't be surprised, Saki. Wow, I didn't know those words were in your vocabulary! Let's fix that.
The first thing I want you to do it rip out her tongue. Yes, you heard me right. Do IT AND I WILL LET YOU GO.
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That was HILARIOUS! I didn't think you'd actually do it! Look at her- she can't even take the pain! That was so much fun! Stop crying, Osana you cow! Kokona's shutting her eyes- quick, poke a hole in her eyes to make her look. I recommend using the thumbs!
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HA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! This is so COOL! Osana, look at the blood on your hands! It's like you're fingerpainting! In fact, paint a pretty picture right now! Do it! .... kill me? How very uncreative. Maybe we could rip off Kokona's arm and use it as a paintbrush! Great idea, I know! No, it won't be too hard, just do it!
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You're so weak Osana! Grip it like THIS.
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Done! See? It says "You're mine". You are, Osana. You will be mine forever~ Okay, I'm lying. Saki looks like a waterfall. Closing your mouth won't fix it, Hacksune Miku. Hey Kokona, tell your friend to shut up! THAT'S IT, THE OTHER ONE'S COMING OFF TOO! AND THE LEGS! PAINTBRUSHES FOR ALL!
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PAINT A PICTURE, PAINT IT PAINT IT.
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There you go Saki. It didn't hurt THAT bad, now did it? You wanted the bleeding to stop, and now your mouth is stitched shut. I think I did a very good job! Stop whimpering, No one's going to hear you. Osana belongs to me. And I'm pretty sure Kokona's dead. Kokona? KOKONA. Maybe if I shake her a little... Yep, she's dead. Funny, so many men wanted a piece of her, now she's in pieces! HAH! Damn, the blood's still leaking everywhere! Saki, turn around. It's a mirror! How about you watch yourself die...?
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Quit your crying, Osana. BAKA. BAKA BAKA BAKA. We' ve been here for how long now? 3? 4 hours? That's nothing! The others lasted at least 8 or 9, one even a day! But I'm running on borrowed time here. Here's the needle used to stitch up Saki- use it on me. No trick! Go on, do it! OW! OW! Just kidding, that doesn't hurt! No Osana, don't aim for the neck. Haha, you missed! Nope, missed my heart. Nope! Nope!
BANG BANG BANG
"Police, open up!"
Right on time! Perfectly calculated! It's but fun Miss Najimi, but of course all fun has to end someday!
"HELP! She's trying to kill me!" THEY CRASH! THEY BOOM DOWN THE DOOR! TACKLE HER YOU PIGS! YEs, use the nightsticks, use the nightsticks! Teach that bitch a lesson! Her broken leg was healed by me- I shaped it back to normal, don't ask. OKAY, ask!
They carry me in a stretcher, taking me to the hospital to take care of my wounds. I'll be okay. Taro will come to visit me soon, I know it. She faked her broken leg, I'll tell them. She planned to kill me because she was in love with me and wanted me all to herself. What a girl would do when she's been pushed to the limit, I never knew until today. Lucky for me, Osana is a terrible stabber, or else I'd have to explain my instant reincarnation.
The hospital staff who examined her were rookies- they'll be fired for misdiagnosing her broken leg. There will be so much to blame for this catastrophe- but not me. Shin's okay, and Shin is about to win his prize. I never imagined I would snap and hurt her like the others, but this is different- this is for Taro, and Taro deserves my love and affection.
And now, he's all mine.
He never had a choice.
The End
okay, not really. It's not quite over yet!
I intended to make the snap scene a little bit... better, with more vivid details. but then I remembered that all of this is from Shin's twisted point of view so I thought this would be appropriate.
Shin's future revenges will not take so long next time (and yes, there will be more people standing in his way) thank you for reading~
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Yandere Shin (A Yandere Simulator FanFic)
FanfictionAfter messing up a love confession, Shin is comforted by the first person who wants to be his friend, Taro Yamada. However, Shin doesn't want anyone stealing his new friend away from him. What lengths will he go to keep Taro all to himself?
