It's Called Love (Yandere Insane Male x Female Reader)

before the beginning

''You want to hear how I got here? In this insane asylum?

....

Oh, don't give me that look! Yes, sorry, I meant this psychiatric hospital. How did I get here...?

I think I have to take you to before the beginning of my life.

To when I met a girl.

A beautiful girl, I must say.''

disclaimer: long chapter, (27 pages worth) censored curse words, mild gore, unedited no organized schedule for updates.

"the day i met her, the entire world shifted.

and i didn't even know it did.''

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prologue

i felt.....at first, suspicious and annoyed.

i had been in grade school for 2 years before i met her. the kids and adults i knew didnt like me and i didnt like them. i was used to the way things have been, and what it's like for me now. i was all too familiar with how they look at me, talk to me, and treat me even at a young age.''

"Jiro! Stop it!" Through the silence of the room and the hums of a whining ceiling fan, an irked voice of an old lady screamed at a little boy. His teeth chomped around a little girls arm who desperately cried in disgust and shock. "JIRO! We are telling your mother about this- AH, God-- GOSH DARN It!!" The boy, Jiro, had moved from chewing the girls arm to the nagging woman's hand that was dangling down to push the two kids away from one another. "Ah! Miss. Kenny my arm is bleeding! I'm gonna get rabies!" A child gravely began screaming for attention that was earned.

"That's not how people get rabies, Chiho- JIRO LET GO!""i bit people, like some others do at a young dumb age. but i wanted to do something more though, something that would let me never see them again.

like stab them with the attractive blades of scissors. Finding another day in the familiar classroom for inexperienced children, an activity was brought out for an enjoyable passerby that secretly led in information. ''Now, everyone, take your scissors in your right hand, and now with the foam we're going to-'' Instructions were delayed, letting awaiting eyes watch impatiently as the educator gasps, voice hardening, ''Jiro!'' Was all that could be slipped out to announce the recognition of the maddening boy jabbing a boy with the tip of safety scissors. ''AH help me!'' The victim's voice squeaks. ''These scissors aren't working! It's not making you bleed..'' Jiro mumbles as he's suddenly held by the shoulders, hauled to the corner. ''And stay here, Jiro, I'll be calling your mother again.'' The teacher nags, snatching the scissors from Jiro's small grip.