Teeth gritted, Takashi Yamamoto listened to the distractions around him. The pencils scratching out notes furiously in their notebooks, squeaking each time the user pressed to hard.
Then there was the girl in the desk behind him chomping and popping her gum continuously to the beat of the wannabe pencil drummer beside her.
Looking out the window, Takashi studied his slender athletic body. He needed to start training for tennis if he didn't want coach to get on his ass about him not going to weight lifting and missing a lot of practices.
Yamamoto is an 18 year old athletic boy that was also really smart. He was 5 foot 9 inches and had a small frame but worked out enough so he also had a muscular frame. He was an extremely popular boy in the school and got along with everyone, but when he gets home he isolates himself from all human beings and just sits in his room studying.
One day at school he noticed a woman out side. She was just standing there and motionless for minutes in end. He was in his history class and wasn't really paying any attention to the class.
"Takashi." His teacher called.
He didn't reply and just sitting there thinking about what that woman was doing.
"Takashi!" yelled his teacher.
"Huh? Yea Mr. Yagami?" He asked.
"What was the name of the woman that had her mouth cut from ear to ear in the 1990's?" Mr. Yagami asked Takashi.
"Uhm I don't know. Was it Ju-on?" He replied sarcastically.
"You're wrong Takashi." He exclaimed.
"I was kidding. Her name was Kuchisake-Onna." He answered.
"Correct Mister Yamamoto." He said sarcastically.
The rest of the class went on smoothly as Takashi kept on eyeing the woman but then the bell rang and he got up and went to his locker to get ready to leave the school. He walks home from school but to get there he has too go too the subway and ride it across town, since that was where he lived.
On his way to the subway he sees the same woman that he saw earlier. Standing motionless, as if she was made of stone. He walked pasted her and noticed that she has on a surgical mask and a trench coat that was thick and looked really heavy, too heavy for the heat of the summer. He didn't question it and went on his way home, heading to the subway station. Takashi reaches the station and buys a ticket and could barely hear anything due to the tremendously loud trains and all the people talking, he felt as if he would go insane if he listened to it any longer. He pulled out his head phones and put the jack into his phone and blared his music. He looked around and with a stare he was shocked. He was shocked that the same woman that he has been seeing all day is now in the train with him. He thinks
"Is this woman following me? If so what does she want? What is she after? Is she a stalker that I should report?" He thought and thought but he decided to leave it be.
"It might just be a coincidence that she is here. Maybe she is just going to the same place I am or her stop is on this route." He whispered to himself.
The train came to a halting stop and the doors whooshed open and Takashi got up and headed out to catch the bus that takes him onto the street he lives on. As he walks he keeps sight for that woman. But doesn't see her anywhere. He waited at the bus stop for 15 minutes.
"The bus should of been here by now!" He exclaimed
The others waiting with him kept silent to themselves and moved away from Takashi. The bus soon arrives 10 minutes late and Takashi is furious but he holds it inside.
"What the fuck is wrong with this fucking driver? Why can you never keep on schedule like the others? How do you still have your job?" He thought to himself.
The bus turns onto his street and He rides it to his house. Once the bus stopped he got off and rushed into his house.
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Kuchisake- Onna Terror
HorrorA FanFiction about The Japanese myth about the Kuchisake-Onna. Editing done by Alashay13