Yan!Various X Fem!Reader
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You downloaded the friend group centric "dating" app, Find Your Flock, because you were bored and lonely.
Not because you wanted a harem of lovesick stalkers.
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(endings are being rewritten)
Horace stared at his ward incredulously. "You want to select four fans at random to receive meet and greet tickets?"
"Sure, whatever."
"Then that's what we'll do. I hope you don't try to change your mind later on, because there will be no going back."
Akio rolled his eyes. "I won't."
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Akio POV end
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The rest of your school day was...different.
Usually no one paid you any mind, but it was apparent that the drama-hungry kids at your high school would latch onto anything they could. Thus, there didn't seem to be a single person who didn't know about your little showdown with Camryn.
Everyone looked at you.
Everyone judged you.
Everyone whispered about you
And you honestly didn't give a shit.
You'd never really interacted with anyone because you didn't care to, not because you were shy and unable to communicate with them.
Did they think their opinions would matter to you now that they had soured?
Your day at school was different, but manageable, and you didn't think much about the showdown itself until late at night, when all you could think about was Andy and how you wished you'd never spoken to her as a child.
You were wide awake at three in the morning, replaying the interaction in your mind on repeat.
You knew Andy was the toxic one.
You weren't an idiot.
And honestly, you wished you could leave her.
There was one thing standing in your way, however.
And that thing, or rather, person, was Andy herself.
She may have been just one girl, but she'd proven time and time again that she was more than capable of keeping you unwillingly tied to her side.
Had you tried to get away?
Yes.
Would you ever get away?
No.
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Candyc0unter: Is anyone awake? (ⅈ▱ⅈ)
'StepOnMeDora' has logged on
Me :StepOnMeDora
Candyc0unter: Hubby!!! (☍﹏⁰)
Candyc0unter: I had a nightmare...
Awww baby c'mere :( :StepOnMeDora
:StepOnMeDora
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Candyc0unter: (*'∀'*)
Candyc0unter: You always make me feel warm and fuzzy when I'm sad
Candyc0unter: So thank you for that Steps ＾▽＾
Yw I guess :)) :StepOnMeDora
Candyc0unter: You don't ever intend to leave the chat right?
Candyc0unter: Like when you graduate and become an adult and stuff
I'll probably leave at some point lol :StepOnMeDora
Candyc0unter: Why eould you do that?
Candyc0unter: would
Candyc0unter: Don't you like it here? We're all friends?
It's kinda fun I guess :StepOnMeDora
But nothing like this can last forever you know :StepOnMeDora
Eventually, we'll all just slowly distance ourselves :StepOnMeDora
We'll move on with our lives :StepOnMeDora
Candyc0unter: Oh
Candyc0unter: I have to feet my bunny
Candyc0unter: feed
'Candyc0unter' has logged off
At 4 am? :StepOnMeDora
._. :StepOnMeDora
'StepOnMeDora' has logged off
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A boy sat in his shared apartment with a phone held to his ear.
"Could you, uh...repeat that again?" He whispered.
"I'm sorry, sir, but your mother has been given the life sentence for murdering an innocent."
"And...the victim?"
"Your younger sister."
The phone dropped to the ground.
"She said she would stop..." The boy stared blankly at his feet. "She said that she'd stop if I worked to support her..."
"Sir? Sir, do you want to plan the funeral?"
The boy reached down and picked up the phone. "Add on abuse."
"Pardon?"
"Add abuse to her charges."
The man on the other end sighed in poorly concealed boredom. "She has the life sentence, sir, that won't make a difference."
"Fucking add it!"
"Sir, there is no need to get violent. I understand that you are feeling emotional right now, but that gives you know right to--"
The boy's voice was quiet, yet murderous. "Add child abuse to her charges, then never involve me in this again. From now on, I want nothing to do with my mother or my sister."
"But sir, your sister nee--"
The phone beeped as it was hung up.
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"I did it! (*≧∀≦*)"
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"wrong chat Candy (we gotta improvise n act like we dont know anything)"
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"lets move to private messages"
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