Semi-yandere Stories

ᥕһᥱᥒ ᥲ sᥙ⍴ᥱr іძ᥆ᥣ, ᥕᥲᥒ𝗍s 𝗍᥆ 𝗍rᥡ ᑲᥱᥡᑲᥣᥲძіᥒg... ᥕіᥣᥣ sһᥱ ᥴ᥆ᥒ𝗊ᥙᥱr 𝗍һᥱ ᑲᥱᥡᑲᥣᥲძᥱ ᥕ᥆rᥣძ? ᥆r ȷᥙs𝗍 ᑲᥱ ᥲ ᥴᥲsᥙᥲᥣ sһ᥆ᥕ 𝖿᥆r һᥱr?.. ᥴrᥱძі𝗍s g᥆ᥱs 𝗍᥆ 𝗍һᥱ ᥴrᥱᥲ𝗍᥆r ᥆𝖿 𝗍һᥱ ᑲᥱᥡᑲᥣᥲძᥱ ᥊

ᥕһᥲ𝗍 ᥕ᥆ᥙᥣძ һᥲ⍴⍴ᥱᥒ і𝖿 ᥲᥒ ᥲᥒgᥱᥣ 𝖿ᥲᥣᥣs 𝖿r᥆m ᥲ ᥕ᥆rᥣძ 𝖿ᥙᥣᥣ ᥆𝖿 ძᥱ᥎іᥣ's ᥲᥒძ s᥆rᥴᥱrᥱrs?.. ᥴrᥱძі𝗍 𝗍᥆ 𝗍һᥱ ᥴrᥱᥲ𝗍᥆r ᥆𝖿 ძ᥆r᥆һᥱძ᥆r᥆

[TEMPORARY HIATUS/WILL BE REVAMPED] ₊ ⊹ᵗʷᶦˢᵗᵉᵈ ʷᵒⁿᵈᵉʳˡᵃⁿᵈ ˣ ᵇᵘⁿᵍᵒ ˢᵗʳᵃʸ ᵈᵒᵍˢᵎʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ "ᶦᵗ'ˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵇʳᵃⁿᵈ, ᶦᵗ'ˢ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ˢᵗʸˡᵉ. ᶠᵃˢʰᶦᵒⁿ ᶦˢ ᵃⁿ ᵃʳᵗ. ˢᵗʸˡᵉ ᶦˢ ᵃ ᵖᵃˢˢᶦᵒⁿ." Former Port Mafia executive and current Decay of the Angel member, life was strange, though certainly a stranger you welcomed with open arms. It was funny really, you didn't mind, you still continued to live your life of luxury, even in a terrorist organization. Your shock and surprise when you wake up in a completly new world where one, abilities don't exist, two there's literally no way back to Yokohama as of right now, and THREE, you're surronded by rude men that are the most self-centered people you have EVER met, but hey, you have your BELOVED sniper musker, Kiss of Nine Lives! So if someone even TRIES to land a hand on you, you will show them why your sweetheart of a gun got its name!