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The cold air hit your skin like a thousand bullets. Standing on the top of a high building, you looked down at the buzzing city below you. Cars honked their horns, traffic lights were sparking and there were at least two arguments going on at the same road. You smiled lightly to yourself. To others, this must be a hell city, but to you this was your city.
You stood on the edge of of building, and reminded yourself why you were doing this.
Sho.
It had been a month since you had met that physcopathic freak, and in that short space of time he had managed to make your life a living hell. Right after you fainted, he had killed your parents and your sibling using a kitchen knife, and writing 'mine' on the walls with their bloods. He had then taken you to an alleyway, where you had your 'marriage' (by force of course).
You had lived in that dark alleyway for five weeks now, and now, you had finally given up. Your life was a complete mess, you had no one, apart from Sho. But he didn't count.
Breathing in and closing your eyes, you leaned forward and fell from the building. As you fell, you remembered all the great memories you had with your family. A single tear escaped your right eye as you came in contact with the cold, hard ground.
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Mine: A Yandere Story #Wattys2015
HorrorYandere (ヤンデレ) is a Japanese term for a person who is initially very loving and gentle to someone (or at least innocent) before their devotion becomes destructive in nature, often through violence and/or brutality. —Animanga Wiki (Wikia) --- All Ri...