5 parts Ongoing Mature[Yandere! 1x1x1x1 x fem. Reader]
We don't like parents here. Coughing, rust, asphalt, and nighttime romance are what we love. Anything but mom and dad. They talk to me, and I digest common sense and wait for someone to digest me.
Humanity has recently slipped out of us, and this is the basis of the story. Little people want to find it in the alleys and trash cans, but they end up disappearing there themselves. I seem to be a very large part of society, but a very small person.
All right, they're knocking. I'm going to go outside, and the big people are going to eat me. But as soon as I get up, the best music plays and my favorite flowers bloom. The cannibalism is postponed until next evening. I'll go out tomorrow, if my dad lets me.