"Alright everyone quite down now, so I can take roll."
"Kisawagi."
"Here."
"Rivers"
"Here sensei."
"Fernandez"
"Hello sir."
"Hello to you as well."
"(YLN)"
"..."
"(YLN?)"
"..."
"He's not here sir."
"Hm... I guess he's not here-"
"I'm here sir! Sorry for being late, I missed my bus and had to run all the way here."
I loudly state this as I quickly slide open the door and walk in.
"That's alright (YN) just take your seat."
"Thank you sensei."
I bow before walking to my seat.
"Alright then class, before we begin with today's lesson can someone remind me and the class what we went over last time in class before the weekend break. I know its been a couple of days but surely someone must still remember?"
I raise my hand and answer with full confidence.
"Sensei, If I may, last week we went over psychological topics one of which was Stockholm Syndrome. We discussed how the victim of a kidnapping develops feelings of affection, dependence, and trust towards their captor. They will often go as far as to defend the actions of the kidnapper when talking to the authorities. Sometimes it could even go as far as the victim falling in love with their captor."
"Very good (YN) I'm glad someone was paying attention. Now on to today's lecture today we will..."
Classes were boring that day, I had to stop myself from falling asleep. I counted every minute of the day I had left before being able to leave. By the time the dismissal bell finally rang I packed up all my stuff and started to leave the premises. On the way out I could here a couple of whispers.
"Hey have you seen those two around lately?"
"Who? Oh you mean those jerks who always shake down the younger students for money, right?"
"Yeah but they do more than just shake people down for money they also hurt some of them for fun."
"Yeah I know, I'm pretty sure everyone knows that, even some of the teachers. But no, I haven't seen them at all today."
"Hey are those police cars and an ambulance parked in front of the school?"
"Yeah looks like it, I guess somebody must have gotten hurt. Probably a sports injury."
"Yeah maybe your right."
I finally made it home and was greeted by my mom.
"Hello honey, how was school today?"
"Eh, it was boring honestly. I just came to to drop off my school things and change."
"Oh? Are you going to go visit your new friend today again?"
"Yeah, I'm just going over to do some homework together. I'll be back later."
"Okay dear please be careful."
"Okay mom. Love you, be back later."
As I wave goodbye to her I quickly leave through the door way and start to make my way towards my friends house. Making sure to take those things with me.
Suddenly the Television in the living room in interrupted by a surprised news broadcast. This catches the attention of my mother and she walks into the living room to see what it was.
"Warning this is an official statement from the local police department. Two high school boys have been found murdered and dismembered behind their high school. Police are dumbfounded and have been unable to find any sort of lead. One thing has been noted however and that is that the two bodies were surprisingly low on blood. Not much was pooling around the corpses."
"If anyone has any possible clues on who might have committed the crime, they are strongly encouraged to contact the police immediately."
"This is awful... oh but at least my son was thorough enough to not leave behind any damning evidence. Hehehe..."
Meanwhile:
I finally arrive at my friends house and politely let myself in. Before I go to their room I quickly go to the kitchen and place the two buckets into the fridge.
I then start to walk up the stairs to my friends room and politely let myself in.
She's sitting there on her bed wearing her school uniform with the same smile as ever.
I walk up to her and kneel in front of her. She cuffs my head with her hands and lightly tips it up so that we could face each other."I saw the news before you got here. So how was it?"
"Eheheheh, you were right. It felt amazing cutting them up! And their blood was delicious! I brought some for you, the flavor is to die for."
"Eheheh I'm glad you had a good time, but I was feeling a little lonely. Please say you'll stay with me for a while?"
"I'll stay with you forever if you want."
"Really? Promise?"
"Of course. After all you're... my precious Himiko."
End
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My Precious Himiko
Fanfiction(Male Reader x Himiko Toga) You're a 17 year old male high school student that's been bullied for a while. You're goal is to one day become a great hero but out of the blue Himiko Toga kidnaps you and believes that you would make a better villain.