Yandere Simulator One Shots (Completed)

122: Sadistic

Suggested by TatianaShantal

Osoro Shidesu x Yandere-kun:

Yandere-kun laughed to himself as he pushed Midori further down the stairs. He enjoyed hurting people, but he didn't know why. Maybe he was just a sadist. He shoved the green haired girl again, making her drop her phone.
"What was that for? I needed that!" She snapped, trying to stick up for herself. "How am I supposed to send emails now?" She mumbled. Her phone screen was broken, and she could no longer use it. He laughed as he shoved her again. "Why do you keep hurting people? What is wrong with you? Do you enjoy what you do?" Yandere-kun rolled his eyes, fed up with Midori's constant questions.
"Shut the fuck up you dumb bitch." He snapped as he slapped her around the face. She yelped in pain as he stomped on her phone before walking away. He didn't care how she felt. The only person he cared about was Taeko, his Senpai. He laughed to himself as he walked away to the incinerator. He went sometimes to see the delinquents picking on students even though they never noticed him. He found it amusing.

"Hey faggot." Osoro laughed, grabbing the small occult club president Oka Ruto by the shirt and lifting her off the ground. Osoro was amused by people's fear, Oka's especially for some reason.
"P-please put me d-down." Oka stuttered, shaking uncontrollably. Osoro didn't say anything as she raised her fist and punched Oka's jaw. Her screams made Yandere-kun erupt in laughter. That gained the attention of Osoro.
"The fuck do you want, asshole?" Osoro snapped, staring daggers at him. He took a second to control his laughter before he answered her.
"Amuse me, baby." He laughed a little seductively. Osoro looked at Oka, before looking back at Yandere-kun. She hit Oka again, making him laugh more. She inwardly groaned, realising someone else was getting more enjoyment from her violence than she was.
"I'm not your baby, dick face." Osoro snapped at him, dropping Oka. "Consider yourself lucky. Now, scram before I change my mind." She hissed at Oka. The smaller girl nodded her head before sprinting away as fast as her little legs could carry her.
"Shame. Seeing you beat her up was turning me on." Yandere-kun sighed. Osoro flipped him off, pissed off.
"Guess what? I'm not here to turn you on, fuckboy." She snapped. He laughed a little, not caring at all. He stepped closer to her so they were inches apart, and put his arms around her.
"Amuse me." He purred seductively. Osoro laughed a little before shoving him back.
"When fat pigs fly." She snapped, walking away from him. He watched her leave, a small smile appearing on his face.

The next day, Yandere-kun stood at the side of the incinerator with Musume. She had a cigarette in her mouth.
"Got a lighter?" Yandere-kun asked. He didn't smoke, but he still wanted the lighter. She nodded her head, passing him hers. It was pink and had a white daisy pattern on it. "Thanks. That makes this easier."
"Makes what easier?" She asked before he grabbed hold of her hair. He yanked on it, tearing out some of her extensions. He grabbed her wrist so tight she couldn't escape, and started burning the tips of her fingers with her own lighter. He laughed maniacally as she screamed in pain. His laughter and her screams attracted the attention of Osoro. She watched him, smirking to herself. Musume always pissed her off when she stood by the incinerator smoking and not sharing her cigarettes with any of the delinquents.
"Amuse me, baby." Osoro smirked, repeating what he had said the day before to her. They both looked her way, with a small smirk appearing on Yandere-kun's face. He shoved Musume to the ground, laughing a little. It was at that moment Yandere-kun realised he hadn't thought once of Senpai, his mind had been on Osoro instead. He walked over to her and kissed her. She kissed him back instantly.
"Let's go." Yandere-kun smirked as he took hold of Osoro's hand and they started walking away from Musume together. 2 sadistic people planned to bring the school to its knees formed an alliance that day, one they didn't intend to break.