I go by he/hym, and I mainly write obsessive or "yandere" horror.
I am very open to write lightly obsessive romance, and I am open to taking requests. I also love writing queer stories and making works where the reader or other mc is a minority. Mainly just because it's usually a different perspective from my own.
This being said I am a minor. While I will write slightly suggestive things please do not request NSFW. Thank you.
authours note; not proof read, and I don't condone these behaviors. This is a horror work don't romanticize this shit.
enjoy reading !! (*γΟο½₯*)
Maybe I should've just stayed home. Everything would've stayed the same. We would've still had been freinds, I wouldn't be alone. Abandoned. I shouldn't have went to that party, I wasn't even invited. I wouldn't have heard my bestfreind talking shit about me. I wouldn't have been humilated infront of everyone as the truth was finally told to me. But I didn't stay home.
He never liked me. I was just some useless dog to him. Some annoying boy who wouldn't leave him alone and who sometimes helped him on projects. But god, did I want him to say sike, for the cameras to come out and reveal that I've been punked. Something to let me know that my only freind, my childhood bestfreind that's had been with me since we were 6, the guy I fell in love didn't just reveal he didn't like anything about me. I cried and ran just to stop myself from calling him and sobbed even harder. I don't think I've cried that hard or that much in my life.
The next day I just felt numb and angry. I was sad but rage just simmered inside me all day. Everyone was mocking me, his freinds were mocking me. What made me snap was when he walked up to my locker his freinds blocking my path. It was right before lunch offically started and students started to gather around to watch me be humilated. "Aw, if it isn't the pathetic loner. Y'know I'm glad you went to the party. Because at least you got to hear the honest truth. That I was fed up of your pathetic needy ass. That I hated everything you." He was five inches away from my face with that smug smile whenever he won something.
"You hate me? You were getting fed up? That's funny. Real fucking funny. It's really funny how similar you've become to your father, Adrain." I know, I know, it's low but nobody else seemed to know. And part of me enjoyed the genuine hurt that crossed his features. I didn't even wait for him to continue just shut my locker and left. Mainly because I was way too close to punching him in the face. When I got home I blocked him on everything. Which just kick started my own personal hell. Him and his freinds used every possible chance to humilate me. It became a regular routine.
Yet at some point something just felt off on Adrain's end. He seemed more desperate and panicky when I ignored him. He was developing eye bags under his eyes, he was getting more muscular developing a sleeper build. Yet he always wore a really baggy, black hoodie that kinda looked like the one I bought for him. The hoodie that ended up three sizes bigger than what it was orignally supposed to be. I suddenly felt like I was being watched about 3 months after Adrain started bullying me and 3 months before he started acting strange.
Summer break. The gap between college and highschool and I started to go through my stuff one night. I found my old phone I hadn't used since freshmen year of highschool. For the nostalgia I charged it and went through it. Looked through the photos of me and Adrain together. It took me 30 minutes just to stop crying because I missed that Adrain, my best freind Adrain, not Mr. popular Adrain. To my suprise I had a lot of notifications so I went to check. Why were they all from Adrain? Why the hell were they all after we stopped being freinds? I made a mistake. The mistake of reading the texts.
10/05/2025 10:40pm
ADRAIN
You didn't mean that did you? I'm not becoming like him, right? Right?
Is it too late to say I fucked up? You're not here. It's supposed to our monthly sleepover and you're not here. Is it pathetic to admit I had a panic attack when I realized you weren't coming over?
10/05/2025 12:56am
ADRAIN
So, since you aren't coming over to my house I thought I'd just go to yours. You look so pretty asleep. It's really cold out here but I brought a blanket!
Let me in
Let me in, please
I'll be good. I'll be good I promise, now get let me inside
I just want to hold you. I just want to hold you that's all. Please, just let me in
11/08/2025 10:50pm
ADRAIN
Did you know that your favorite flower has a very poisonious cousin that looks exactly like it but kinda darker?
I know you like strong guys so I've been making sure I'm strong enough to carry you and today I can officailly use your body weight for my warm ups of my entire body!!
Why are you ignoring me?
I just want to see you smile at me again. I just want to be your favorite person again
I want to be yours again. I'd drop everyone for you. I'd be whatever you want me to be if you just unblocked me. If you just talked to me again
It's been two months since I fucked up. I wish you had just stayed home that night. I wish you never came. I wish you would've told me before hand. I wish you instead practiced that love confession you threw away. I wish I was boyfreind instead of your ex bestfreind. Instead of someone you hate.
02/04/26 12:56am
ADRAIN
I heard you had a girlfreind.
I would be lying if I said I didn't want her dead.
She kissed you.
She didn't deserve that.
She doesn't truly know you.
Break up with her.
Break up or I'll make sure she never looks at you again.
02/04/26 1:40am
ADRAIN
You taste good
Like really really good
I know it's wrong to steal a kiss especailly when you're asleep but I couldn't help myself. I mean I couldn't let her take something I should have. I can't.
You're mine. Me and you together forever, baby. Just like you wanted.
02/07/26 1:30am
ADRAIN
I've been wearing the hoodie you got me. It's one of the few things that still smell like you.
I learned how to make all of your favorite foods.
Couldn't help myself from watching you do some... sensual activities
You didn't seem to notice this morning that I might've played with you like a little
Maybe like a lot but you feel so good and taste so good it's like your purposefully torment me
had to be so damn slow so you wouldn't wake up but damn are you perfect
Especailly when I'm inside you
No. No. No. I couldn't bring myself to read anymore. I went to my voice mails to realize there were new ones. One from two hours ago, one hour ago, thirty minutes ago, and two minutes ago.
ADRAIN 06/14/2026
" Do you not realize how much control I have? Baby, I could get you anything you wanted all you have to do is be mine. Just that fucking simple. Yet you've always been a little stupid haven't you? You're always... so stubborn. "
" Watching you go through everything throwing almost every childhood memory besides the gifts I gave you. You can deny the fact you still love me all you want darling but the fact that you... Had a little accident to the t-shirt I left like a year ago says differently. God, you look pathetic like that trying to replicate the real thing with your delicate ass fingers isn't gonna do shit, baby. "
" You do realize I can see when you read my messages, right? It's real cute watching your live reactions. Especailly when you have only one hand holding the phone. "
" I only have so much patience. By the time your hearing this voice mail I'm already inside. Don't attempt to escape, unless of course you want a gun your sister's head? Just keep making sure you're nice and ready for me, okay? Can you do that darling? "
I didn't listen but of course I was too late. I always knew the fact my room had a door straight to the garadge was gonna be a problem. He was inside, gun in hand yet he seemed just as unhinged and unstable as in the messages and voice mails he left. I tried to make a run go it but I felt his hands and on my neck before I was thrown on the bed. I didn't want this. Not like this. Not like the way it happened. I tried, I tried to leave, I tried to fight. It didn't work. Nothing worked.
I passed out in the middle of it all only to wake up sore, blood soaked the sheets beneath me. I felt sick, disgusted, and ended up throwing up on myself. I wasn't home anymore, I was in a cellar. A empty, cold cellar attached to the wall by a chain. I'm numb to it all. He's nice most of the time and the rest of time if I just do nothing it ends pretty quickly. I'm alive, so I guesd should be grateful. In the end got what I wanted, right? Me and him forever.
You enjoyed being alone. For one you get to know all the drama from the people actually involved without anyone knowing. Like how Zach, the jock on the honor role, got cheated on by his girlfreind before he even found out. What you hated about being the school loser is that even though Zach was your bully and harrasses you on the daily you still had your moral code.
The news of the power couple breaking up led to the queen bee being exposed as not only a cheater but also a gold digger. Which is the first time you ever heard about Zach's power. His family was insanely rich, in the top 1% of the world's wealth. Honestly you couldn't get paid to care.
Than again you did go to a very prestigous private school. The only poor student in a class of 13,000 students. You weren't being hyperbolic. There was only 36 upper middle class families while some were lower to middle rich. Still Zach was the most powerful and richest kid in the school. Honestly you didn't care.
You lived in a school issued studio apartment due to being homeless and your parents incapability to properly take you to school. The only reason you're here is because you got a schalorship you worked your ass of to get. Now you work in the art studio. You prepare the tools, clean all the materails, help people who are struggling to find certain tools. It was reasonable work, and pretty calm.
What a lot of people didn't know is that Zach has a sister, Alisson or Alice for short. She was a lot more humble and kind than Zach. Often visiting the studio to work on different techniques and generally just practice in each medain. Yet today she brought Zach with her, "I promise you if you just tried you'll enjoy it." Alice was desperately trying to cheer up her pissed off brother.
"Hi Alice, do you want me to just log you for your usual or are you planning on staying longer?" You had already filled in the usual information just hadn't submitted the form. You got an actual look at Zach, eyes bags, messy hair, and his lower lip was recovering from having it busted. You took a moment before logging it for 7 hours, an hour longer than Alice's usual time in the studio.
Back in to the zone. Headphones on, and taking a lap around to reorganize everything. Stopping once in a while to grab a materail for someone or to log someone in. You were the only employee that's been there longer than a few months, why? Because the rest of them kept messing up the balance of the place, at least that's what you tell yourself.
It was going to the end of Alice's time up but she seemed locked in one her sculpture. She was at her max for the week so you just logged it as Zach's extra time instead, who was fixated on the painting he was working on. Than you just went back to your work, it was around closing time and those two were still there.
"I'm so sorry to bother you but it's around closing time." Zach seemed suprised like time moved around him and just nodded. In less than 15 minutes they wrapped up but this time Alice slid you a 100 (U.S.) dollar bill with a note attached. You were shocked and tried to refuse, but she keep insisting saying that you deserved it for working so hard.
You forgot about the note and the money until you were eating dinner.
Dear [reader]
Tommorrow afternoon take a day off. Please. Don't go to work. We don't want anything happening to you. Feel free to contact me if anything happens.
+1 (XXX) - (XXX) - (XXXX)
- Alice
Who the hell is we?? What the fuck was this shit? You were just some guy working at an art studio why the hell did Alisson just give you her number? Why the hell was this note so damn ominous?
You were a loser not a dumbass. You tried to avoid going to work but they threatened to pull your scholarship. Only Zach came in that day. Mainly due to the fact that there was an art festival happening. You did your usual rounds around the place and since there was no one else you decided to draw. It was just the studio and the surroundings which included Zach.
At one point in boredom and the ending of your shift you decided to see what Zach was painting. To your suprise Zach was amazing at painting. You were sleepy enough to not notice the fact that the boy in painting was you around campus. You cataloged everything before notifying Zach it was closing time. Like the night before he packed up in 15 minutes this time he gave you a small smile and left.
You saw a note that Zach left. It wasn't just a note, there was a watercolor painting with blood stains. Crisp hundred dollar bills with handwriting on the back.
Stop talking me and Alice or I'm gonna make you suffer. If you dared to think for a second that I'd ever like a loser like you your dead wrong.
Oh. Oh shit. Nope, nope. You weren't gonna test it. You didn't talk and just silently did your usual routine because you don't get paid enough for this shit. Alice wasn't even confused just seemed pissed off at Zach. You shifted your attention to other regulars and customers. All at the end of the night pulling that bonnet or dew rag on your head and cozy in your bed.
Zach was a lot more agressive towards you. God forbid you breath too loud or he'll beat the shit out of you. And because Zach was getting more agressive everyone got more agressive. Slurs, degradtion, humilation, turned to verbal abuse, mental abuse, harrasment, threats, and borderline voilence. All for what? You honestly didn't know. You requested to transfer to another school your scholarship and arrangements could be accomadated.
It got denied. Alice was there when ever Zach wasn't around. You got pretty close to her. You found out she was lesbain and was crushing hard on a girl in her sculpture class. And she found out you were queer. It didn't take long for trusting Alice to backfire on you. Because Alice was telling everything to Zach who used it against you.
Fuck your life. A bitch can never be happy apperantly. You did have one good thing. One thing that couldn't be messed with too much. You had a crush on this boy named Marcus. He was the only person actually nice to you. You were happy on crushing not really wanting it to go further. It was the one thing that you didn't tell Alice.
The one thing you had to yourself. He'll let you enjoy it for now. But he won't for long not when his anger was turning into something a lot more deadly. Something that would make sure you never looked at another person again.
sorry this is kinda bad and rushed ( TβT)
hope you enjoyed and I'll link part one when it's finished dw
