female various x M reader

Yandere x depressed

Y/n wasn't considered to be anything special by his peers or his teachers, not his family. Well that would be true, but there was one person who did view him as something special. That person loved him, a little to much. Now normally I wouldn't dream of telling someone what to do or how to live there life or lives, but eventually Someone has to step up and say, that's creepy.

Anyway back on track, I won't say her name yet. I want you to figure it out with him.

We'll start with just some normal radom day for y/n. He's an american highschool student. He'll eventually know there is no random day. It's special to someone. It's special from a certain perspective.

He woke up. He just looked at the ceiling for about 20 minutes. It's 4:50 am. Then he gets out of bed. He gets ready. He brushes his teeth looking at his face in the mirror.

Then he goes to school. When he arrives he looks up at the school. Then he goes in. He gets through it, dealing with bullying and other things along the way.

Then he eats lunch on the roof. He was given special permissions. He's alone, it's quite. For a split second it's actually peaceful.

Then he watches as another person walks on to the roof. They don't see him. They walk to the edge. They prepare to jump. He puts his tray down while standing up.

He walks up beside the girl. She has braided hair. "Hey." He greets scaring the girl. "W-who are you?" "Nobody special." He says looking over the campus. "Great view." "Y-yeah." "But your not here for that are you?" She looks down. "No."

"I'm up here for a reason you know." He tells her. "You probably heard it all before." "Every insult." "I really thought that he might be the one. Then he told me he was done.""oh for gods sake." He scolds. "What you're telling me is that you got to here before me, because you couldn't have what you wanted? You thought wrong. Dust yourself off, get the hell of my ledge, and then go find the real one." She cries. She hugs him. "Don't tell people to stay off my ledge, that's my job. My ledge my job." "Thank you, sir! What's your name?" "That doesn't matter." "But who do I say saved me?" "You came here thank you."

Then he goes home. He feels he's being watched, so he goes to a special place in the woods. He doesn't notice, not now at least, but he feels slightly watched, like the watcher is far away and viewing him with a pair of binoculars.

Currently he doesn't know, that's exactly what's happening. A person in a black hoodie watched him. It's a female. She's crying. "I knew it." She whispers to herself.

The next day. It was short Petit girl. He walks up. "Hey." She screams in surprise. "nice view, ey? You're not here for it." "W-what? N-no." "Eyes, nose and wrists." "The cat." "Don't lie to me. I'm here for a reason. What's up?" "You've probably heard it all before." "Every lie you can tell me." " I do fit in here everyone ignores me or steals from me." "Oh God I can't believe you got here before me for such a stupid reason. There's always dinner waiting on the table at home. If you don't fit in with anyone here then go where you do fit in. Learn who steals learn who ignores. Then avoid those who steal. Blend in with those who ignore. Use those two skills to travel to find where you do fit in."

For the next month there is someone there. He listens to there problems. He makes them turn away. He teaches them. He helps them.

From a certain perspective he's a hero. He becomes a legend. Some think he's a ghost others a myth. He's ignored. Now something new happens.

A girl stands on the roof. He walks up. "Nice view, but you aren't here for the view. You're not here to jump either." "Wanted to see if you exsit." "I do." "Are you really the guy who's saves people?" "No. I talk." "There's a friend, they're struggling and I'm worries they'll be the next one up here to jump." "What do you want me to magically cure him? It doesn't work that way." "Then how've you saved people?" "As I said, I talk." "Can you talk with them?" "Sure." "Really?!" "No. I'm not going to become some superhero. If I see them I'll help them." "Are you really a ghost?" "Not yet." "Why are you up here?" "That's my secret." "Please you can inspire people! The ghost of wattpad high revealed to be a living real superhero! The wattpad high hero!" "Heroes don't exist and if they did I wouldn't be one of them." He tells her. "please!"