707 (Mystic Messenger) -I'll Keep Falling For You

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Spoiler Alert - This oneshot contains spoilers for the MysMe game, so if you haven't played the game, especially 707's route, do not read this. If you do, then you read this at your own risk. If you continue to read and/or skip this warning, I will not be held to blame if you feel aspects of the game are spoiled for you. THIS CONTAINS SPOILERS!

Okay, so I wanted to go for a more gentle story for the oneshot. Don't expect it to be like the other oneshots I have written. In fact, some of you might not even call it a true yandere. Call it what you want, but I am counting this as a "light yandere" story and calling it good. The oneshot itself is around 9500 words, so I hope you will like it, whether you call it yandere yourself or not. Let me know if you enjoy the story!


Looking down at the screen of my phone again, I pushed the numbers into the panel next to the door, taking a shaky breath as I heard the lock release. Placing my trembling hand on the handle, I slowly opened the door and peeked inside, calling out in hopes someone would answer even though nobody had responded to ringing the doorbell. I just wanted to give them the message from the stranger who had directed me thus far so I could leave and get back to looking for a new job. Entering the room after the disappointing lack of response, I began looking for a pen and paper to leave a note on for this 'Unknown' person.

Wait, what did he mean by that last message? What was happening now? What the heck? Who were all these people talking now? What?!

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What a mess that had chatroom been! And now here I was, stuck in some strange place I had never been before with a responsibility I hadn't even signed up for! How was I supposed to manage a party? Hopefully, someone will help explain what I was supposed to do, because I had no clue how to handle a party like this.

A small party for birthdays or a private wedding, sure! But something like a fundraiser? What kind of guests did they even want showing up? How many did they expect? Where should I tell them to go or who to contact for such information? I felt like I was lost at sea waiting for someone to show up and rescue me from this crazy situation!

I jumped when I heard my phone give a soft chime, picking it up to see a message coming in from someone I had only just met today in what was supposed to be a simple game. I should have known better than to download something from a strange site. That's what I get for doing something without thinking about it first.

Letting out a small sigh, I had to admit that as much as I hated the idea of being obligated to a bunch of strangers, this was still better than the alternative. I wonder what they would all think if they knew I'd only downloaded their messenger app to have something to distract me from everything going on in my life recently...

Hearing another chime from my phone, I saw the notification from the app on my screen as soon as I looked down. Well, I guess I had better see what was going on before heading to bed to try and get some sleep.

Why did these things always seem to happen in the middle of the night?

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What a crazy night that had been. I'd barely gotten any sleep, all the crazy messages and chat rooms pinging my phone so often I could still feel my eyes burning as I glanced down at the screen.

I have to admit, they all seemed like interesting people so far, from the young college student Yoosung all the way to the almost cold attitude of Jumin Han.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad, helping out this bunch, and it wasn't like I really had anything that needed to be done. No work I would miss since I'd lost my job the other day, no family waiting at home for me to come back since I was living on my own, not even a pet that I needed to feed. I'd already texted my dad about the job situation and he said he'd help keep the bills paid until I had a new job. Between him and what I already had in savings, I was set for at least another couple of months if things didn't turn around by then.

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