Male Yandere x Reader

Falling?

A/N: I'm not too confident with my writing skills, so please be supportive.
Also the picture is just for the outfit that you will be wearing for most of the story.

(Y/n's POV)

I dragged my feet as I walked to my next class, one which I hate the most. History.
'If only today was a half day like yesterday.' I wish silently in my head.
Everyone rushed to their classes, and soon the hallway was silent except for the shuffling of my feet. I'm the weird one. No normal friends, supposedly strange interests, and I never really talked to anyone except my ghost friend, whom only I could see. People think I'm weird for talking to air, or painting my nails black. They call my clothes old fashioned or gross. But to be honest, I don't really care. I've never needed them in my life. They're simply insignificant to me.

The bell rang just as I walked into my classroom, gaining me a few shorts stares, but they quickly looked away.
"(Y/n)," the teacher looked at me. "You shouldn't take so long. Everyone's been waiting."
I stare at him emotionlessly as I reply.
"Then don't wait." I ignored his lecture as I slumped into my seat.
"That was rude (Y/n). Also, I'm hungry." My ghost friend grumbled.
"Find your own food, Marcus. I'm just gonna sleep. Wake me when class is over." With that, my head fell into my awaiting crossed arms on my desk, and I snoozed through the lesson.

-Later-

After two more classes of not really listening, I gather my things to go home.
"Hey weirdo." Daren, one of the school bullies spoke up. "You gonna go fuck your imaginary boyfriend 'Marcus'? Or we you planning on getting a life?" I sigh and try to walk past him, but he blocks my way out of the classroom.
"I know the perfect place for you to get a life, weirdo." he mocked. "The trash can." Daren's friends laughed, and I was let out.

More people mocked me on my way outside of school, but soon I was walking along the quiet streets of my suburb, talking with Marcus.
"(Y/n), why don't you ever talk back to them? Why don't you ever just tell them to fuck off?" Marcus complained.
"Because it's pointless. They'll continue, and if I give a reaction, it'll only make them tease me more." I stop to look at Marcus's white body floating on my left. "But to be honest, I wish they'd just---" I trail off as I see something bright blue and glowing down a side path I've never noticed before. The path had leaves scattered along the ground, and the trees and bushes were overgrown.
"---Die." I finish staring at the strange sight. Marcus turned to attempt to see what stopped me in my tracks.
"What is it, (Y/n)?" Marcus asked, a confused look on his face.
'Can't he see it? He of all people should be able to, he's dead for fuck's sake!' I think.
"Nothing, just a cat." I brush him off as I don't trust him yet, he's only been following me for the past two weeks.
"Let's go home." But as soon as I stepped forward, I was falling.

I must have fallen for at least three minutes before I saw a small island in the distance, and the island grew bigger as I rapidly fell towards it. But too fast for just falling, it was almost like teleporting.

I landed on the ground, head first into the sand of it's beach. It wasn't a hard landing, but it still hurt a little. I got up and rubbed as much sand out of my hair as possible, when I heard talking in the distance.
"Are you sure it worked?" A feminine voice came from my right, and the ocean's waves lapped behind me.
"I'm as sure as a Gnarlswapner." A deep male's voice came from the same area. "If it hadn't worked, the portal wouldn't have closed.
"Well, we don't have anyone from that world you call 'Earth', therefore we don't have any slaves to sell, therefore..." the female's voice grew angry. "IT DIDN'T WORK YOU PIG HEAD!" She shouted.
'Slave sellers? Earth? What?! What the actual fuck is going on?!' I thought. I dashed into the near by flax bushes to hide. These people are the ones who got me here, and the only ones here as far as I can tell. But they're definitely not friendly.
'How did they open a portal between worlds? Wait, is this even real? Do other worlds actually exist? Am I possibly just dreaming? Maybe...' I stop and look around me. Marcus wasn't anywhere to be seen.
"Oh thank heavens, he's not here to annoy me." I sigh in relief, but soon realize I'd spoken aloud.
'Shit.' I think as some bushes behind me rustle. I prepare myself for an attack, my arms in position to strike, having done Karate for a year would come in useful today.

A/N: Hey guys, hope you enjoyed that! I will be doing more, and you'll meet your yandere lover soon! I just wanted to create some background story to your character. I'm sorry If it's a little boring to read, but I hope you'll be eager for the next part!
~  Author-Chan