Mine: A Yandere Story #Wattys2015

12.

Copyright @tohlia_laya 2014

Self-inflicting pain, or self-harming as it's usually called. Thoughts like those usually came around into Sho's head. But then he realised that he had to be strong for his beloved Sakura. And also, it wasn't usually him who was the one receiving the pain.

That girl, the one with the different coloured hair, was annoying him. Every day she kept on visiting him, bringing him coffee and cakes and food. The presents were okay, Sho did need something to eat once in awhile, but it was her that made him angry. She was annoying, always talking about her day. It was the same every day.

"...Toka was after me again, but I told him no! So I walked away again, and there was Echika, standing there trying to pick a fight with me, saying that I stole her beloved Toka away from her! I mean, it's not my fault guys are always after me! That's just how I am..."

Sho had had enough. It was time to out a stop to this nuisance. Monday, at one minute to seven am, the time that this girl, Yoko, Sho thought her name was, would arrive at his alleyway. Kitchen knife in hand, he waited at the darkest part of the alleyway.

Soon enough, Yoko arrived. "Oh Senpai!" She called out. Sho shivered. She was no kouhai of his. He waited, in the still darkness, smirking widely to himself. It had been ages since he was in this same position, ready to kill. "Senpai?" Yoko called out again. "Where are you-" Sho lunged forward, stabbing her in the shoulder. Dammit, Sho thought, that couldn't kill her. Before he could strike again, Yoko had stumbled into the publics eye. Sho panicked. Then ripped the picture of Sakura from the wall, and done the only thing he could do.

Run.

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"Where are you-" Yoko finished, only to meet with a bewildering pain in her right shoulder. Her eyes widened, her hands dropped to her sides, splattering the home-made cake onto the stone ground. She stumbled backwards, her head feeling lighter and lighter. Yoko could feel the blood rush out of her system, and onto the floor.

She fell onto the public path, slightly hearing them gasp, one or two screaming. Her eyes were spinning, her head filled with thoughts. She felt her head being lifted up onto a persons lap. Her eyes were too blurry to see who it was.

Stop the bleeding, she wanted to scream out, but was too weak to even say the first word. Soon, Yoko felt her eyes close and her body shut down.