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a yandere story.
He was a criminal, guilty for many crimes that could get him killed or a life in prison. But, never did he think he was also guilty of falling in love. The entire idea of romance seemed revolt...
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CRIMSON (II) REWRITTEN. a m. yandere x f. reader story by alissabex.
where a man who kills for fun, falls victim to a thing called love. Or shall I say, obsession?
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A busy city street. Cars driving past or stuck in place, multiple lights in different colours flashing and changing, and people bustling through the sidewalks. The smell of multiple restaurant's cuisine wafting through the air in an appealing aroma as people walk past, boutiques displayed filled with exquisite designs and prices. While the sound of planes passing over into the dark sky.
Amongst the multitude of people going about their days— well, end of their days— going back home after long work hours is a tall man in dark clothing. Albeit quite suspicious, the mass simply shrugged it off as another new fashion style of sorts.
Soon, the colourful light show from signs and traffic lights dulled down as the late night bars and clubs began to open. People lining up for a good time in their favourite late night 'activities'. Just a mess of short dresses, rich douchebags and alcoholics alike.
Drinks, laughs and oddly sexual dancing commenced in the late hours of the night as the odd man steps up to the bar. His black hood still over his head as he orders his drink, not even looking up at the bartender.
"I'm gonna need your ID, sir." He grumbled before pulling out his wallet and tossing over the flimsy card. Inspecting the card, everything seemed to be alright but...
"Could you lift your hood for me, sir? Just wanna be sure." The man sighed before slowly pulling down the hood and glared slightly at the persistent bartender. One last check at they handed back the mans ID before getting him his drink.
He ordered a bourbon whiskey which doesn't seem that odd but, he only had a single glass before slamming cash on the table and leaving the establishment.
WHAT AN ODD MAN...
429 word count. written and edited by @/alissabex . started: 24 FEBRUARY 2021 concluded: -
