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Pen Your Pride
Male Reader X Male Yandere

Male Reader X Male Yandere

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MostlyForgotten By TooGayCantFunction Updated Mar 02, 2016

"Here is our new student, y/n l/n," the teacher Mr. Usimaki spoke. I smiled and waved at the class. The class seemed bored. 

I awkwardly put my hand down and stared at the ground blushing. 'Do they not like me? ' I thought to myself. 'Am I good enough for their Japanese culture?'

"Welcome!! " someone waved back. It was a blue haired boy. His eyes stared at me with glee. My eyes beamed with joy as I watched the young boy. 

"You can sit by me, there's a lovely seat I save for the most important person!" he smiled, tugging me towards the seat. "So you're from Italy? You're name sounds awesome! I can teach you Japanese!"

"T-thanks? " I questioned myself. Do I want to sit by this weirdo? I sighed and sat in the 'special' seat. 
~~~~~~~~~
I got my books and slipped back on my shoes. For the first day of school, it wasn't so bad. 

I've met friends an--"Hey y/n-chan!!! " the same boy yelled. It turned out the guys name was Takino.

"Taki, " I smiled. He smiled back, running up to me. "Do ...

Is this like a restaurant advertisement?
                              The all new Chicken chicken double with sauce.
                              *takes a bite* Savor it.
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My reaction:
                              
                              
                              Oh ok? Seems normal
                              
                              
                              
                              
                              *looks at comments*
                              
                              
                              
                              
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                              *facepalms* OH
                              
                              
                              
                              
                              OOOOOOOHHH
                              
                              
                              
                              OOOOOOOOOHHHHOOOOHOOO
                              
                              
                              
                              . . . I get it now
The fourth wall has been broken too many times to count in stories.
Wait are we younger than him? If we are, shouldn't we be his kohai?
I wonder how many faces are in there, think of all the perfectly roasted faces that could come out of this
There is poop scattered everywhere. Your new friend has diarrhea.