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โ” "๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐š ๐›๐ž๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฒ. ๐’๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฆ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ. ๐’๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ... More

โœ”๏ธŽ แดตแดบแต€แดฟแดผแดฐแตแถœแต€แดตแดผแดบ โžณ แต˜แต–แตˆแตƒแต—แต‰หข
โฅ ๐—›๐—œ๐—ฆ ๐—ช๐—”๐—ฌ ๐—ข๐—™ ๐—๐—˜๐—”๐—Ÿ๐—ข๐—จ๐—ฆ๐—Ÿ๐—ฌ. | ๐˜’๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ซ๐˜ช ๐˜’.
๐ข๐ข. โฅ ๐—›๐—œ๐—ฆ ๐—ช๐—”๐—ฌ ๐—ข๐—™ ๐—๐—˜๐—”๐—Ÿ๐—ข๐—จ๐—ฆ๐—Ÿ๐—ฌ. | ๐˜’๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ซ๐˜ช ๐˜’.
โ†ณ ๐—ข๐—จ๐—ฅ ๐—Ÿ๐—ข๐—ฉ๐—˜ ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ง๐—˜๐—ฆ. | ๐˜๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ข ๐˜น ๐˜’๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ข
โ˜บ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ Bonus Post โ˜ป๏ธŽ
ใ€จ ๐—–๐—ข๐—ฉ๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—ฆ ๐— ๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—˜ ๐—ง๐—›๐—”๐—ก ๐—™๐—˜๐—”๐—ฅ. |๐˜š๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ข ๐˜’.
โ˜น๏ธŽ ๐—–๐—”๐—ก๐—ก๐—œ๐—•๐—”๐—Ÿ๐—ฆ ๐—›๐—˜๐—”๐—ฅ๐—ง. โ˜บ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ || ๐˜š๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข ๐˜’.
โœž๏ธŽ ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—ฆ๐—Ÿ๐—˜๐—ก๐——๐—˜๐—ฅ๐— ๐—”๐—ก ๐—–๐—”๐—ฆ๐—˜. | ๐˜›๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜š.
โ ๐—ฅ๐—จ๐— ๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—ฆ ๐—ข๐—™ ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—™๐—Ÿ๐—ข๐—ช๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—ง๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—˜.| ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช ๐˜’.
โœŽ แดฟแต‰qแต˜แต‰หขแต—หข โœ‰?
แดฟแต‰qแต˜แต‰หขแต— #ยน ๐Ÿฆ‹
แดฟแต‰qแต˜แต‰หขแต— #ยฒ ๐ŸŒ€
A/N
โžช ๐—–๐—›๐—œ๐—Ÿ๐——๐—›๐—ข๐—ข๐—— ๐—ฆ๐—Ÿ๐—”๐—–๐—ž๐—˜๐—ฅ. | ๐˜–๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข ๐˜”.
แ˜ ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—”๐——๐——๐—œ๐—–๐—ง๐—œ๐—ฉ๐—˜ ๐—˜๐—ซ. |๐˜›๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ข ๐˜ .
โŸผ ๐—ž๐—œ๐——๐—ก๐—”๐—ฃ๐—ฃ๐—œ๐—ก๐—š ๐—ฆ๐—–๐—˜๐—ก๐—”๐—ฅ๐—œ๐—ข๐—ฆ | ๐˜’๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ
โ†ณ ๐—•๐—Ÿ๐—ข๐—ข๐——๐—œ๐—ก๐—š ๐—ช๐—ฅ๐—œ๐—ง๐—œ๐—ก๐—š. | แด‹แด€ษขแด‡สแด€แดแด€ x สœษชษดแด€แด›แด€ | แตฃโ‚‘โ‚˜โ‚โ‚–โ‚‘ แตฅโ‚‘แตฃโ‚›แตขโ‚’โ‚™
๐Ÿ’ ๐—ฃ๐—ฅ๐—ข๐— ๐—œ๐—ฆ๐—˜ ๐—ฅ๐—œ๐—ก๐—š๐—ฆ. | ๐˜ ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ช ๐˜›.
ื‚ื‚เซขเผ‹เผ˜เฟ ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—›๐—ข๐— ๐—˜๐—–๐—ข๐— ๐—œ๐—ก๐—š ๐—ž๐—œ๐—Ÿ๐—Ÿ๐—˜๐—ฅ.| ๐˜“๐˜ฆ๐˜ท ๐˜.
โ˜Š ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ "๐—ข๐—ก๐—Ÿ๐—œ๐—ก๐—˜" ๐—•๐—ข๐—ฌ๐—™๐—ฅ๐—œ๐—˜๐—ก๐——. | ๐˜›๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ข ๐˜’.
๐ข๐ข. โ˜Š ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ "๐—ข๐—ก๐—Ÿ๐—œ๐—ก๐—˜" ๐—•๐—ข๐—ฌ๐—™๐—ฅ๐—œ๐—˜๐—ก๐——. | ๐˜›๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ข ๐˜’.
ใŠ‚ ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—ช๐—›๐—œ๐—ง๐—˜ ๐—Ÿ๐—”๐—ก๐—ง๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—ก. | ๐˜’๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ข ๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ
--- ใŠ› ๐—”๐—จ'๐—ฆ/๐—–๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ใŠ› ---
โžณ ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ "๐—›๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—ข". | ๐˜›๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ ๐˜–๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข
๐ข๐ข. โžณ ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ "๐—›๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—ข". | ๐˜›๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ ๐˜–๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข
โŒˆ ๐—•๐—˜๐—›๐—œ๐—ก๐—— ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—•๐—Ÿ๐—œ๐—ก๐——๐—™๐—ข๐—Ÿ๐——.โŒ‰ |๐˜›๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ ๐˜’๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ
โžบ ๐—›๐—”๐—ฆ๐—›๐—œ๐—ฅ๐—”: ๐—” ๐——๐—˜๐—”๐—— ๐—›๐—˜๐—”๐—ฅ๐—ง. | ๐˜™๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ ๐˜š๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข
๐ข๐ข. โžบ ๐—›๐—”๐—ฆ๐—›๐—œ๐—ฅ๐—”: ๐—” ๐——๐—˜๐—”๐—— ๐—›๐—˜๐—”๐—ฅ๐—ง. | ๐˜™๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ ๐˜š๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข
๐ข๐ข๐ข. โžบ ๐—›๐—”๐—ฆ๐—›๐—œ๐—ฅ๐—”: ๐—” ๐——๐—˜๐—”๐—— ๐—›๐—˜๐—”๐—ฅ๐—ง. |๐˜™๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ ๐˜š๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข
- ,,โ–ป ๐Ž๐๐„ ๐“๐‡๐Ž๐”๐†๐‡๐“ ๐–๐Ž๐๐ƒ๐„๐‘. | ๐˜ž๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช ๐˜œ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ซ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ข
โšข๏ธŽ โ€ข ๐‡๐„๐‘ ๐…๐€๐๐†๐ˆ๐‘๐‹. | ๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ถ ๐˜’๐˜ช๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ
โŠน แดฟแดฑแดฌแดฐ แดนแดฑ !
๏ผค๏ผก๏ผน ๏ผ‘โ–ธ ๐‚๐€๐‹๐Œ.
(๐—ถ) ๐— ๐—ฌ ๐—›๐—จ๐— ๐—”๐—ก. | ๐˜”. ๐˜ ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ
--- ใŠ› ๐—”๐—จ'๐—ฆ/๐—–๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ใŠ› ---
๊‰‚โ””โžค ๊’ฑ โ ๐’๐Œ๐ˆ๐‹๐„ ๐Œ๐Ž๐‘๐„ ๐’๐ˆ๐‹๐‹๐˜!โž | ๐˜›๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ฐ ๐˜’๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ข
*เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš๐‚๐Ž๐๐“๐‘๐Ž๐‹๐‹๐„๐ƒ. | ๐˜ˆ๐˜ต๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ ๐˜”๐˜ช๐˜บ๐˜ข
โžถ โžด โ—ŸโŠน ๐‘๐„๐€๐‹๐ˆ๐“๐˜'๐’ ๐€ ๐๐ˆ๐“๐‚๐‡. | แด…แด€ษชแด„สœษช x ๊œฑแดœษขแด€แดกแด€ส€แด€
: ฬ—ฬ€โž› ๐˜š๐˜–๐˜•๐˜Ž /๐˜Š๐˜๐˜ˆ๐˜™๐˜ˆ๐˜Š๐˜›๐˜Œ๐˜™ ๐˜™๐˜Œ๐˜˜๐˜œ๐˜Œ๐˜š๐˜›๐˜š.
โŸผ ๐—ฌ๐—”๐—ก๐——๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—˜ ๐—›๐—˜๐—”๐——๐—–๐—”๐—ก๐—ก๐—ข๐—ก๐—ฆ ยก! โž | ๐˜•๐˜Œ๐˜’๐˜–๐˜”๐˜ˆ.
แดฌ/แดบ โป แดนแดผแดบแต€แดด หขแดพแดฑแถœแดตแดฌแดธ
โœง หš ๐—”๐—ง๐—ง๐—˜๐—ก๐—ง๐—œ๐—ข๐—ก ๐—จ๐—ก๐——๐—˜๐—ฅ ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—ฅ๐—”๐—œ๐—ก. | ๐˜ ลซ ๐˜•๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜บ๐˜ข
ยป ๐—ช๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—ง๐—› ๐—œ๐—ง. | ๐˜›๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ข ๐˜’.
โŸผ ๐—ฌ๐—”๐—ก๐——๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—˜ ๐—›๐—˜๐—”๐——๐—–๐—”๐—ก๐—ก๐—ข๐—ก๐—ฆ ยก! โž | ๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข ๐˜ˆ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ
โค๐Ÿ”ชห–*ยฐ โ› ๐—ฆ๐—”๐—ง๐—”๐—ก'๐—ฆ ๐—–๐—›๐—œ๐—Ÿ๐——. โœ (PROLOGUE)
โœŽ หขแต—แต˜แต–โฑแตˆ แตƒ/โฟ โžณ แต˜แต–แถœแต’แตโฑโฟแต สณแต‰หกแต‰แตƒหขแต‰ แตˆแตƒแต—แต‰หข
โ˜…ยก ๐—๐—ข๐—จ๐—ฅ๐—ก๐—”๐—Ÿ ๐—˜๐—ก๐—ง๐—ฅ๐—œ๐—˜๐—ฆ. | ๐˜’. ๐˜๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช
16 + ! สณแต‰แตƒแตˆ สทโฑแต—สฐ แถœแตƒแต˜แต—โฑแต’โฟ
๐Ÿ’• แตสธ แต‡โฑสณแต—สฐแตˆแตƒสธ โžณ แต˜แต–แตˆแตƒแต—แต‰หข
โ•ณ โค ๐—” " ๐—ฆ๐—ช๐—˜๐—˜๐—ง " ๐—ฉ๐—ข๐—œ๐—–๐—˜๐— ๐—”๐—œ๐—Ÿ. | ๐˜ˆ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ฉ๐˜ช ๐˜ˆ๐˜ป๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ
๏น†โœฟโ™ก ๐—š๐—ข๐—ข๐——-๐—Ÿ๐—จ๐—–๐—ž ๐—–๐—›๐—”๐—ฅ๐— . | ๐˜›. ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ข
๐–งท โ™ฅ๏ธŽ ๐—ž๐—œ๐—Ÿ๐—Ÿ๐—˜๐—ฅ ๐—”๐—ก๐—š๐—˜๐—Ÿ. | ๐˜›.๐˜’๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ
ห—หห‹๊’ฐ ๐Ÿ’Œ ๊’ฑ ๐— ๐—ฌ ๐—ข๐—ก๐—Ÿ๐—ฌ ๐—”๐——๐— ๐—œ๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—ฅ. | ๐˜’. ๐˜‰๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ
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❇ Name: Kozume Kenma
❇ Age: 17 (Found off google)
❇ Team: Nekoma
❇ Position: Setter
❇ Y/N: Male

He sometimes thinks that he's not good enough for you. He felt of comfort every time your next to him. He liked being next to you, since your one of many few people that he trusts.
And he trusts you a lot.

Sooner or later, he started to get feelings towards you. Though, you never noticed towards his feelings of changes. You always thought of him like a brother. But from his eyes and mind, he thought of something more than innocents.

He liked playing video games that involves killing something. He wondered if he can do it in real life. Yet, his victims were all playing along with his trap. Your friends are kenma's target, he believes that it's like a video game. He thinks that real life is a video game.

And his main achievement, is for you to notice him more than you use to.

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❊ ❊ ❊

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Kenma's POV

Blood isn't new, or fun to play with. I always imaged myself seeing the person that I love, filled with his friend's blood. I wondered how will they react.. Maybe they will be happy that I gained XP points. I never told them my goals towards this game we called life. But at the same time, I wanna keep it as a surprise.

Maybe seeing their dead friends is more than just a surprise.

Something that was made from a video game.

The more deaths, the more levels I gain.
And the more levels I gain.. 1 step closer to my love.


「➠ Tv News

"3 teenagers were found dead by a abandon train station. Police are trying to find the killer as we speak. This has been the third killing streak, as the mystery begins.

Who is doing this? Why?

We will have more information later on. Now let's go to the weather report.."

The light shinning through the tv made me wondered more. There on to me. I'm running out of places to hide the bodies.

The blood, dripping upon the black bags in my living room. The bags aren't strong enough to hold. I can just buy more.

A large thought came to my head until I heard a bang on my door. Who could it be at midnight?

Kenma sighed and paused his game. He stood up and went to the door and opened it. When he opened it, he found a similar figure in front of his door. His eyes were shocked as he tried to hide something from his body. It was you - with your bag.

"U-Uh Y/N! W-why are you here?! Is there something wrong?"

"No there isn't. I know this might be a late request kenma.. but can I stay with you tonight? I watched the news earlier and it made me feel uncombable.."

His eyes were worrying. He didn't know what to do. He still have a body in his living room, and you in front of his door. If you found out that kenma was the killer, you would be scared of him.

"Sure, Y/N. Just give me a minute.. The living room is quite a mess."

He closed the door and cleaned up as fast as he could. He couldn't find a way to hide a body, so he hid it in his closet in his room.

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You were standing in front of kenma's door. The news quite scared you a bit since you were living alone. Your parents were on a trip for a month. You couldn't sleep much after a few killings around the town.

You heard the door opening again and saw the pudding head. He smiled at you and told you to come in. You went inside and got settled in. You gone to kenma's apartment a few times, so it wasn't new for you. You dropped your bags besides the door and took off your shoes.

"You can sleep in my room if you want. I can sleep on the couch."

"Are you sure kenma..? I owe you so much for letting me stay in for a few nights. I'll sleep on the couch."

You plotted your body on the couch and layed down. Kenma looked at you like a cat. You never noticed his staring, which to him thinks it's kinda creepy. He's just staring at you because you were too nice for him. Laying on his couch, come-what made him feel more relaxed and less worried.

The tense between the moonlight, shadowing upon the windows and the staring of a cat made you feel more uncombable. Yet you came so far.

Your house is far from kenma's. A 9 block difference. His house was the closet to school, and the police station. So staying at kenma's was a safest thing to do.

Everything was quite. Even kenma. He was still standing in front of you, trying to process the stuff going on with his mind. The couch was big enough, it didn't reach up to your tippy toes. SO kenma sat at the edge of the couch.

"Can't sleep?"

You stood up, facing him.

"Why are you even up ken? We have practice in the morning.."

"You know me Y/N-san."

You giggled and went to your bag. It had everything you need for the night. Though you feel like after those few days of teenagers going missing and found dead, your mind was going blank. You grabbed your stuff from your bag and headed out for the bathroom.

A few minutes later, you came back to the bathroom with your PJ's. You were wearing an anime shirt with shorts. Since, it was almost the summer time it's always been a little too hot in Tokyo than it should be. You opened the window and saw kenma playing on his switch. You smiled and sat next to him.

He was playing a new game. You never noticed the game since you rarely played with him. You didn't want to bother him as much, so you moved over a bit. When you moved, he put an arm around your waist and pulled you closer. It made you blush a bit.

"K-kenma, I think we should try to go to sleep.. We have to get up early for your volleyball practice."

He nodded and turned off his switch. His arm was still around your waist. He grabbed you by the arm softly and pulled you up, carrying you in a bridal style. You didn't know what was going on, and you felt like you lost your mind, making you blush intensely. He noticed your face, full of red and smiled carrying you to his bedroom.

"Now before you say anything, I have a inflatable mattress. I only use it when kuroo decides to come around my house and sleeps over with me. But I can use it for myself, you can sleep on my bed."

You were too tired to argue with him. Your eyes drifted into sleep. You slept on his chest, as he opened his room door. He softly placed you on top of his bed and went to go get the mattress. You weren't heavy for him, so he carried you like carrying a baby.

As he was getting the mattress, your eyes awoken. This time, it wasn't because of kenma. You heard something from the room. It sounded like something dropped. But you didn't see anything. The noise sounded like a gun shot, only than it sounded close to you. The windows in kenma's room was closed, so something must of happened.

Your eyes traced to the door, as it opened. It turned out, it was kenma with the mattress. He looked at you, as he dropped the mattress and bend down, touching your face.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Nothing, just a noise woke me up. I think something dropped or fell.."

Kenma froze for a second.

💭 Sh-t.. must of been the body. I should get rid of it in the morning before Y/N gets any suspense about it.

"Don't worry Y/N, I'm here. Everythings fine. Go back to sleep."

Your eyes were heavy. You didn't think nothing else but kenma's voice. It sounded calm and relaxing making you fall asleep.

Kenma sighed of relief and moved the mattress to the side. Seeing you sleeping on his bed made him happy.

All night, he didn't get no sleep. Why? He was too busy admiring you sleeping. He couldn't get enough the fact that you were too cute.













"Kenma. W-why is there a dead body in your closet??"

"It's not what you think Y/N.. let me explain.."

"You were the one who killed my friends.. those teenagers.. did you?"

"I-"

"Kenma Kozume.. why? I thought you can trust me. I never thought as you for a killer."

"Y/N, please let me explain."

"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU MURDERER?!"

⤷ ✾ Those thoughts were always kenma's fears. It's not his fault he became a yandere for you. He doesn't blame you. He blames himself sometimes. After killing a person that you talked to it made him feel guilty. He sometimes wonder how he met you. How perfect you are. Seeing something happened to you would make him feel more guilty.

Why.

Why does he do it?

Was it love.. or a game?

Or was it a lie?







The Horror Story is in the works.

➪ NO PART 2. This story will not have a part 2.
⤷ Why? This story has been rushed. The creator doesn't want to rush things, but since school starts, they are behind on work. So some stories will have short ends. Unless it's requested again, I won't do it-

Surprise Story:
If you see "surprise" in the title, your reading a whole crossover. Meaning either future stories, meaning after all the bullsh-t, or a whole yandere anime part.〈 ONLY 1 PART. 〉
ꕥ Requests: OPEN ꕥ

A/N: "This idea came from an audio I was listening. Yep. I been exposed. I listen to anime audios. Oh well. It's good for me. ANYWAYS.. this came from a kenma audio. I been listening to kenma audios a lot lately. His voice is calming for me.. he makes me relax and calm. He also helps me through tough times, and sometimes helps me with my issues. Thank you voice actors."

Sorry, I have to post a manga- ☻

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