Loved By Yandere - Kun

I'm Yours

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Along the way, Yumika felt palpitations. Under the bright lights and the moon as witnesses, they walked past people who passed by somewhere.

The atmosphere of the night felt different, like something had changed.

There were so many people, and yet for some reason it felt like he was the only one in my eyes.

.....

"Eh? This isn't the way home.." Yumika said, confused.

"Shut up, come along." Shiro answered, holding his hand leads the way.

Bizarrely..

It felt strange to stare at Shiro's back like this.

Like wanting to touch it.

Why would..

Yumika turned to stare at her white mane which moved freely as it was swept away by the wind, looking gentle and peaceful.

Why would..

"Yumi senpai.. are you staring at me right now..?" He said in a low voice.

"B-how-"

"I feel it." Yumika fell silent, seeing Shiro's ears reddening.

Very amusing..

A few seconds later they arrived at a nearby minimarket.

"Wait here for a minute" Shiro said and went inside.

He wanna buy something? Yumika wondered in her heart. While waiting, he also sat in a chair that was deliberately prepared outside the door minimarket.

Once again Yumika felt strange.

Bizarrely. Really weird..

What the hell is he doing here? What the hell's been going on? It just went by and I realize it now.

For a moment, his mind was filled with everything that had happened over the past few weeks.

He did not expect..how could it be?

It feels like I want to cry right now.

Too much, indeed.

Liked by cogan? No, it's not that. That's the smallest thing he thinks.

Have someone like? No, the others but not that.

Then what?

.. One day, he will find the answer.

Imminent.

Shortly thereafter Shiro came out with a bag of white crackles featuring his shopping goods.

"Give me your foot." He said while crouching with his knees as a pedestal.

"Eh?.. W-why?" Yumika was a little surprised. What's he..

"You're hurt, right? Why did you close it like this? This is not how it works." Shiro said looking at Yumika's slashed knee and touched her slowly.

"Not too bad.-ackh!" Yumika felt sore because Shiro suddenly removed the plaster on her knee.

"Hey!" Yumika wanted to protest but stopped when she saw Shiro's face, strangely like magic that closed her mouth just like that.

Bizarrely..

"Sorry." Said Shiro later. He picked up antiseptics and cotton in his grocery bag.

"About me mem.." Yumika quickly covered Shiro's mouth with both hands.

"You, you want to talk about that here? Let's talk about that later." She panicked and knew what Shiro was going to say. Afraid someone would hear it.

Without lingering, Shiro had already bandaged Yumika's wounds neatly and perfectly covered.

"It's done" Shiro said back on his feet.

"You're talented too." Praise Yumika by seeing the appearance of her already uncluttered wound.

He did not realize, Shiro was looking at him fixedly. Yumy senpai.. Yumy senpai.. Yumy senpai.. I don't know why he wanted to keep calling that name nonstop.

Every word of his name made his cheeks feel hot.

"Yumi senpai's.." Shiro's muttering was unknowingly heard by Yumika.

"Ah, sorry! Ayo~" He said then got up from his seat.

Shiro glanced at the other direction without caring about it.

"Eh..? What's up, Shiro?" Yumika asked, puzzled by her sudden strange attitude.

"Ah. no. that's.." Yumika approached and looked at him, "Your face looks pale!" Yumika's expression looked worried, she cupped one hand on Shiro's cheek, "It's cold," Shiro suddenly rounded his eyes in surprise.

"Let's go home now, you need a break-" Shiro quickly cut off his words and held back his hand held by Yumika.

"I need you. I just need Yumi senpai.." That sentence sounded strange to Yumika, yet made her heart tremble quite violently.

"You said what, come on" Shiro's words made him nervous and turned his face away. His fingers that felt cold could be channeled to Shiro.

"Your hands are cold.." Said Shiro slowly.

"Nights are always cold! Let's go home before I freeze!" Yumika's cry, could not regulate the changing tone of the voice. He pulled Shiro's hand back and drove the way.

Shiro only smiled warmly, as usual, Yumika was the only one who could make his heart calm. What happens when it doesn't exist? Shiro could not imagine it at all. Let it only be a momentary nightmare, as long as Yumika is always by his side.

Her happiness is only Yumika.

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In an alley with a narrow and dark path, there was only a faint glimmer of light illuminating the place. A man in clothes splattered with messy blood, also a dense fishy smell that burst out fused with the air.

A red liquid that splattered and flowed like water, wetting his shoes at once.

"How dare you take a photo secretly!!! What if those two eyes are also me 'immortal', huh?" Said Kuro coldly with scissors in his hand. Blood flowed from its tip and dripped nonstop.

He cut off the skin of an already lifeless man. Not stopping there, the tip of the scissors he plugs the corpse into the corpse until it breaks in half.

His face was nothing more, very boring. His inner.

Heartless and without pity, he tore the stomach to the point of its contents.

He looked at the man while smiling.

"Ah.. geez..you are disgusting once~" His whisper smiled with his dark blue eyes.

Kuro took out a small knife in his pocket and started slicing the chest of the man in a circle.

Deeply, blood splashed his face. Kuro continued to thrust it even deeper until the boundary sank, making an untidy circle.

He pulled his knife back and opened the lump of meat, revealing something inside.

"What is this. Your heart is still beating!" He violently broke through the man's chest and took his heart violently.

"Ha~ you don't need it anymore, I'll bring this. Surely my pet will love it," he said with a psychotic smile while grasping the size of his fist.

"Ah, Yumi Chan~ I miss you.~ finally..~" Kuro smiled like a demon.

"Wait slowly until you fall into my hands.." Thinking about it made Kuro impatient and quiver, he smiled again and flicked his bangs up.

"Ah. I have to clean myself." Before long, he left the body alone. Kuro left with his clothes that were already half wet due to the thick red patches and smelled fishy.

He will not let anyone who wants to disturb his own, or he will feel the more fatal consequences of having dared to touch.

Kuro could not forget a single day of memories with Yumika, everything twisted back in his mind and mind. The more the day unfolds, with his dark and empty eyes. He's thinking. His smile, his eyes, his hair mane, his lips, his nose, all parts of Yumika were his.

Mine's.

A smile appeared on his back.***