Yandere Simulator x Reader One Shots

He Didn't Deserve You (Yandere!Budo Matsuta x Reader)

THE ART IN THIS CHAPTER WAS DONE BY THE LOVELY loojii ON TUMBLR!!!
This oneshot was requested by Nina_Le_Cornchip
Since this is a Reader x Male, I decided to make it easier and just keep your boyfriend/crush male as well. If you don't have anything to call him just call him Colton (my ex who I actually based the breaking-up scene on). AND I WAS TOO LAZY TO PUT THE (THEY/HE/SHE) THING EVERY TIME SO I JUST PUT THEY, I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND.

He Didn't Deserve You (Yandere!Budo Matsuta x Reader)

Your heart skipped a beat once your eyes connected with his. Your boyfriend has the best eyes, you could get lost into them days and days at a time. You flashed him a quick smile from across the crowded lunch room before making your way over to him.
"What's wrong, (Crush's/Boyfriend's Name?" You spoke up once you saw a sad look in his eyes.
"I don't want to be with you a-anymore, (Your name). These last couples of weeks you have just been really dependent on me and you seem angry and sad and you just won't tell me what... you are actually making my life worse which I didn't think was possible." He ran his hand through his (Hair Color) locks.
You stopped in your place, frozen. Stuck in your place and unable to breathe either. It hurt, feeling your heart break into billions of pieces right then and there. For some reason you didn't cry... even though you knew your world was ending.
He smiled softly at you and quickly walked away before you could say anything back to him.

-Budo's Point of View-

I smiled brightly sitting at a large lunch table with my many karate friends and fellow peers. My cheeks turned a bright shade of pink when (Your Name) walked into the room. They looked amazing as always. (Crush's/Boyfriend's Name) was such a lucky guy... fuck, I wish I was him. I decided to keep watching them for a little bit longer today, they didn't seem to mind if I did anyway. They have only caught me once or twice when I was staring, even then (Your Name) didn't care, they would only giggle sweetly as if flattered that someone was paying attention to them and continue about their own business.
(Crush's/Boyfriend's Name) slouched over as soon as he saw they, he said something to (Your Name), with almost no expression and then (Your Name) looked like they were on the verge of tears, frozen to the ground; unable to speak. And then (Crush's/Boyfriend's Name) walked away as if nothing had happened, as if they never knew (Your Name) in the first place.
Fury rushed through my veins as I saw him strut away. My brows furrowed and my smile quickly turned into a sour expression of both anger and disgust. I slowly got up from my seat, ignoring the many words that my friends said to me, many of them asking if was okay or where I was going. I didn't respond and ran my digits though my dark grey hair, putting on a fake smile to hopefully help console (Your Name).

-Your Point of View (2nd Person)-

You blinked for the first time in a minute, a tear slid down your cheek as well.
"W-What j-j-just happened-d...?" You said aloud to yourself, your voice cracked and sounded dry. You blinked a second time, still starring at the empty space of tiles in front of you; not at particularly at anyone.
"(Your Name)?" A voice tried to get your attention but you did not look back at the source of the sound, more tears spilt down your lovely, rosey (Skin Color) cheeks.
The source now stood in front of you, filling the empty space, it was Budo.
"(Your Name)?" His voice sounded concerned, yet he had a soft smile glued to his lips. "A-are you okay?"
You stood there, instead of looking at him, you looked at your school shoes. You felt his touch on your shoulder; you would of usually jumped but you just...stood there, broken.
"I'll fix this, (Your Name)." Why was he saying this? Why was he being nice to you? You barely knew each other, you would just pass in the hallways and he'd occasionally wave at you. "I'll fix this to m-make you happy. I'll do a-anything to make you happy. I-I...I love you, (Your Nickname). I always have a-and always will." Wow, that escalated quickly. You actually raised an eyebrow at your shoes as he walked away towards the hallways.

-Budo's Point of View Again-

I felt adrenaline rush through my entire body after I had walked away from my lovely (Your Name), must of been finally telling them my feelings. Running up three flights of stairs to the roof top, I stopped to catch my breath, looking across the hall at one of the many classroom. I raise my eyebrow at Ayano, who steps out of the classroom with a pair of bloody scissors. Her clothes were drenched with it.
Her glance was deathly, "If you tell anyone about this then you are dead, got it?"
I raised an eyebrow at her, "Hand me those scissors and we've got a deal." I extended my hand out. She shrugged and nodded, tossing the scissors into the palms of my hands.
I quickly ran up the last few steps to get to the roof. My eyes glanced from left to right to find that asshole (Your Name) loves... used to love. I felt a smile creep onto my face as I saw his stupid hair-cut. He was sitting at the bench, doing his late assignments, listening to his music turned all the way up. I walked over towards him, still smiling. He slowly, looked up at my figure and squinted.
"Budo?" He asked as if he didn't know it was truly me.
"(Boyfriend's/Crush's Name)?" I hid the scissors behind my back with one hand, and extended the other for a firm handshake.
His squired eyes turned soft and he accepted my sign of trust but he didn't expect me to lift him off the bench with my strength.
"What's up, fam?" He asked me.
I shrugged at his question, tightening my grip on the scissors getting ready to pounce on his soon to be sorry ass, "Nothing much, just wanted to drop by and tell you something."
"And what would that b-" He stopped in the middle of his sentence after my hand grabbed his shoulder, shoving the rusted, used scissors into his abdomen.
"You never deserved (Your Name) in the first place..." I drove the pair of scissors in deeper as I twisted it. Blood slowly rushed out of the young man's mouth on to myself and then of course on to him. My face melted into a smile, an insane one that's for sure.
"What did I just say to you? Repeat it to me, you scum!" I yelled and I took and knife out making (Crush's/Boyfriend's Name) fall to the ground, right on his face.
"I-I never deserved (Y-Your Name)... and I n-never will..." He choked out, blood still pouring out of his mouth.
My smile widened, "Very good..." I knelt down to look at his shaking, bleeding body. I shrugged and with one swift hand movement, thrusted the scissors up into his left eyes. But... not enough to kill him, only to make him suffer even more. My heart pounded out of my chest when they crossed my mind again, my dear (Your Name). I yearned to see them again.
I stepped away from the dying asshole, but he spoke up, saying, "P-ple-please finish m-m-me..."
I pretended to hesitate for a moment, "Nah, you don't deserve it."

-Your Point of View (2nd Person)-

You sat at a table, starring at everyone and their happiness. You were still shaking, you couldn't stop thinking about what you might of done wrong in the relationship. You yelled at him a few times here and there, but he would do the same to you even more so.
You rested your head on you chin, sighing softly. You closed your eyes for a minute because you were obviously so emotionally drained. A smell of metal hit your nose, making your nose crinkle slightly since it was quite powerful.
"(Your Name)!" You felt someone standing in front of you, you opened your eyes slowly. They widened with shock when you saw Budo, his white karate gi was sprayed with red liquid which you assumed was blood because of the smell and the look in Budo's eyes.
His voice was deeper than usually with a husky tone, "I fixed it, f-for you... (Y-Your Name)." He began to blush a little when he was done speaking. He leaned in slowly as if you were going to let him kiss your lips. You let him. And for the first time that day you felt as if everything was okay. You felt as if everything was better.