(+Yandere!) Creepypastas x Fem. Readers One-shots! (#Wattys2019) Requests CLOSED

Yandere! Surrender-man x Fem. Reader

Requested by ClaireFirefly111.

So this might be the first original Surrender-man x reader but it's one-shots.

Y/n's POV
When I'm 4 years old, I was sent to an insane asylum by my parents. They told me I have schizophrenia or  claustrophobia. But the doctors said I had sufferred schizophrenia and so have to take me into some serious treatment. I stayed there for about 10 years in room 171. The rooms there are fully secured, since there are a lot of insane people there. I didn't make any friends, of course. There isn't any way for us to communicate with eachother. Each rooms are specialized with different facilitations. Mine has a sponge wall and a bed with nothing but a toilet and a small table nearby. They kept me chained and my mouth taped, for occassions if I ever try and hurt myself or escape. Yeah, practically I'm insane.

Everyday I'm taken from my room to the treatment room. It's a very hard process, so that's why it took them 10 years to fix me. I'd took the chance to escape and run to somewhere but I'd always got caught. Another thing is that they always have 5 hours break, leaving me either chained or escaping without them knowing.

Sometimes, I'd escape to a dark hallway. The place is usually guarded with a crazy doctor and I had to bring at least one object, otherwise he won't tell me anything or look at me. I usually stole a scissor or syringe from the tray and ran to back for another permission. He laughs crazily and allowed me, telling me to go to "employees only" room. When I enter, I walked slowly. He told me to define my walk speed, either slow or fast. Then I greeted by 3 paths and I always took the middle path. Since I saw a figure which looked very promising to me.
When I got near, the faceless figure would yell at me like a bomb. He was sitting on the armchair with a light blue t-shirt with blue tie and a black vest along with black pants and shoes. There was a circle in front of me. The figure then told me to place an object in that circle. I was confused so I refused. He got mad and miniscule hooks grabbed my pores. I wasn't feeling anything, not pain or the feeling of being torn apart. Thus I didn't scream nor go more insane, as in I'm already insane. The figure looked shocked and it seemed to 'smile' at me. "You are... very... very interesting." he said, looking at my straight pale face. "I think I will keep you for a while." he said as he stood up and approached me. "Say, dear. What is your name?" he asked, knelting at my small figure. I gave him an insane look with an insane smile. "Y/n, the doctors said!" I said happily with my blank eyes. "It seems you do not know the definition of surrender. You do not know when to stop escaping." he said, chuckling and placing his slender hand on my cheek and I giggled. "Subject 171!! There you are!" a doctor called. I turn my head and my face became blank again. "You shouldn't be here. You'd die! C'mon, the others are waiting." she exclaimed. I nodded and followed her. I turned around and saw him saying "Surrender-man is my name." to me. I smiled and returned.
"Are you okay?? Your pores look terrible! Yet you don't scream?" one of the femalw doctors said. I nodded vigorously. She gasped and sighed. "I have a feeling you have congenity insensitivity to pain." she exclaimed.
Nowadays I began to escape more often and visit my dear friend in the dark hallway.

10 years after...
I was officially confirmed and had been diagnosed that I'm finally free from schizophrenia, though they couldn't fix my congenity insensitvity to pain and gave up. My family sighed in relief knowing I'm free from schizophrenia, but slightly disappointed about my congenity insensitivity to pain. They took me home soon after, but I got this feeling of being watched. I felt nervous now, since I'm free from schizophrenia. I sometimes miss my schizophrenia (tbh, yeah. I miss my schizophrenia (jk I don't suffer from schizophrenia)). Returning home also makes me forgot about that faceless figure.

Days after my return, the insane asylum I stayed for 10 years was burned down. Multiple corpses was discoverred under the ashes and they seemed to be stabbed. Police assumed the culprit try and hide the evidence and so they investigated the crime scene. But one hallway was left undamaged by the fire, and the mysterious figure rumorred to be in the centre path was missing. It got my head stinging and I soon fell down from the couch. My parents are away from a business trip so I'm alone. Suddenly my door was barged open, and appeared a familiar figure. My head stings more, but it doesn't feel like pain at all (congenity insensitivity to pain disallows you to feel any physical pain, and migrain is such). The figure took my arms and legs and spreads it out, pulling my pores. I didn't feel anything nor I was screaming but I was resisting. Due to my congenity insensitivity to pain, I didn't got mad insane from those pore pullings since I didn't feel the pain. Soon he dropped me gently. "Do you remember me, my dear?" he asked, placing his palm on his chin. I just gasped and shook my head, slightly shiverred in fear. "You are free from schizophrenia (it sounded kinda wrong), but it seems you still have one more syndrome you possess since birth." "What m-makes you think t-that way?" "Aside from congenity insensitivity to pain syndrome, you also have urbach-wiethe disease. Although you are slightly shaking now." he said, chuckling then picks me up again and held me close to his chest. "Who are you... I don't know you at all." "How can you say that, Y/n? Ah, sometimes I do miss your schizophrenia self." he exclaimed. "Place an object in that chalk circle, now!" he suddenly orderred in a booming voice. It made my head sting more as memory was brought to me more. "Are you... Surrender-man my schizophrenia self met??" I gasped. "Your schizophrenia disappeared but your mind never discard such a memory entirely." he said happily, hugging me close. "Where... are you taking me?"

"To our home, where we'll play together forever~!"

Yay! This unfamiliar creepypasta is brought to light. I felt slightly sorry for him being unfamous but hey! Thanks Claire for the request. I'm very proud on how this turned out tbh :3