Mayu lay silently in the basement. She was laying on a once beautifully white rug.
That rug, now, stained crimson. Only the blood of living things could be so dark. That color reminded her of her green haired goddess.
Mayu smiled at the thought of her beloved Gumi.
The blood covered the basement, walls, floors, window curtains, hell even the door. The basement is Mayu's room, so of course no one would see it.
Besides.. Mayu didn't mind having all of this beautiful red liquid running down her personal belongings.
Getting to her feet, Mayu's eyes flared up with hatred when she saw the bodies.
Fifteen bodys in all. Everyone of them, touched Gumi. If it was hugging or holding hands, Mayu didn't care, they had to be desposed of.
"Now, none of you can lay your disgusting fingers on my Gumi. Isn't that right?" She asked no one in particular, cocking her head to the side.
Picking up her axes, she went to a far corner of the room. And pulled out a tarp. A big blue one. She pulled it over to the bodies, which were in a humongous pile. And tossed the tarp over it.
Fifteen bodies. Fifteen lives she had ended. They were all killed horribly.
There was Miku, Meiko, Miki, Lenka, Rin, Len, Nero, Yuma, Luka, Cul, Neru, Akaito, Zumi, Oliver, and then..
The one Mayu despised the most. Gakupo. For he was closest to Gumi. So Mayu made sure, his death was filled with pain, unbearable pain.
After the tarp covered the bodies the best it could, Mayu took a couple of steps back and smiled.
Smiled, at the work of art before her. It was for Gumi, all of this was. No one else.
Mayu took her time wiping off the blood that caked her axes. And neatly placed them down in a small box. Decorated with all kinds of stickers.
Mayu headed up the stairs and darted towards the bathroom. Once she was in, Mayu closed the door and locked it.
Standing in front of the mirror, she looked at her self. Everything the others would say about her, rushing through her mind.
She's so boring!
Her voice is so bad!
A yandere? What a joke!
Not everyone would say thing like that. But when they did, it really hurt Mayu. More than she would ever let on.
After scrubbing her hands and changing her clothes, Mayu smiled at herself.
"I am not boring. And my voice is not bad."
Her favortie outfit. A pair of black leggings, a baggy grey shirt with.. A rather disturbing design. With one commom theme.
Death.
The sound of the front foor opening pulled Mayu out of her thoughts. Her head snapped up.
"Gumi's home!" She whispered in a sing-song tone.
