Relationship: Friends
Note: Short. Around the time where someone is stalking Daniel/in his house). Reader is a "Yandere" (someone who starts out as gentle towards someone else before their obsession becomes destructive/violent).~•🔆•~
"Daniel, I can help you if you'd like. I could probably find out who's been messing around your house".
"(Name), you really think you can help me? I mean I live there, and I don't even have an idea of who it is. It's creeping me out to be honest with you".
"I do think I can. I'm just offering to help you since it's been taking a really heavy toll on you recently, and since you don't want to go to the police. I just want you to be safe".(Name) said as she looked into Daniel's tiered eyes.
"Alright, I can't thank you enough for the help".
(Name) smiled kindly towards the boy in front of her. As of recent Daniel's behavior had begun to change, and it bothered her greatly. Her handsome friend was morphing into something she didn't want. He was losing his healthy glow, his happiness, everything that made him perfect. Seeing him slip away kept taking her mind to one place. A decision she had set. "I'll start tomorrow Daniel. See you".
Since the day had ended (Name) took the opportunity to think of ways to catch the rat nibbling away at Daniel's mind. Whoever it was was going to find themselves with their back to the wall and with no place else to go. She was sure of that.
It wasn't until the next morning, a Friday, that (Name) walked through the gates earlier than usual and earlier than a majority of the other students. She planed to bait the stalker out of their hiding place. To do it she would have to collect some things form Daniel.
This person was obsessed with Daniel to an extreme level. They would likely follow a trail she left of his things if she did it right. It would leave them open to being caught, but for them it would be worth it.
(Name) chuckled to herself thinking about how stupid the person must be. To stalk someone who was already taken. The thought of it amused and angered her. Someone thought they had the ability to steal Daniel out from under her nose.
They were wrong. Nobody could manage to steal him away from her. She would play innocent until the time came for the box cutter in her back pocket to finally be useful. At that time it would be too late. Too late to apologize, to beg, to run away. She'd have what's hers, and they'd get what's coming to them.
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FanfictionHaving started to really get into web comics I decided to dedicate an xreader book to them, but I've only had the desire to write for Lookism so here's a book-full for you. P.S. Requests are closed