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[lzstrawberrycak3]

im getting tired

not a fanfic im actually tired I have been diagnosed with insomnia and amnesia idk how im jst like that 😃😄😃

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I appreciate u guys a lot!!!

"Thank you for being born" - Shun Kaidou

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the one I can't read

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ℂ𝕙��𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟜: 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕃𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕥 𝕄𝕖 𝕃𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥

I’m being haunted.

Not by a ghost — that would be preferable, honestly. Ghosts I can exorcise. But you? You’re a living, breathing anomaly, and worst of all…

You keep looking at me.

And it’s driving me insane.

The next day, you sat beside me again during lunch like it was your assigned seat. I could have used telekinesis to move the desk. I could’ve reversed time and bolted out of the classroom before you came in.

But I didn’t.

I let you sit there. Again.

“You’re quiet today,” you said.

I always am. But that doesn’t stop people like Teruhashi from narrating my "incredible mysteriousness" in their heads every 0.2 seconds.

But not you. Not a word. Not a flicker.

You just ate your lunch like a normal person. And I sat beside you, coffee jelly untouched, pretending this was fine.

“You have really nice eyelashes,” you said, like you were commenting on the weather.

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵.

I stared at you. You smiled like you didn’t just commit a psychic war crime.

No one says things like that unless they’re thinking about them first. You didn’t even look like you were planning it. You just said it.

My brain short-circuited.

You tilted your head. “What? I’m not wrong.”

Okay. No. I can’t do this anymore.

I stood up.

You blinked. “...Did I say something weird?”

Yes.

You keep doing that.

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟝: 𝔸𝕟 𝔼𝕩𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕄𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕪

I’m done playing defense.

If I can’t read you, I’ll watch you. Observe. Study. Surely there’s some rational explanation. A dormant power? A psychic shield? Are you some kind of anti-Esper?

Whatever it is, I’ll find it. I’m smarter than this. I’m Saiki Kusuo.

So I followed you.

Not in a creepy way. (Okay, slightly creepy.) I just kept an eye on you after school. You walked through the shopping district, stopping to browse snacks, humming under your breath.

Still no thoughts. Still no psychic presence.

But then you did something unexpected.

You bought two coffee jellies.

I froze.

You turned your head slightly. I barely avoided being spotted by a pole.

Then you walked home. Still humming. Still unreadable.

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟞: ℂ𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕖 𝕁𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕪 ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕗𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟

The next day, you handed me one of the jellies at lunch.

“I got you one.”

I stared at it. You tapped the lid with your finger like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“You like these, right?”

You didn’t say you thought I’d like them.

You knew.

You always seem to know.

And I don’t know how.

I sat in silence, spoon hovering, heart strangely loud in my chest.

You were watching me again.

Not like Teruhashi. Not like someone obsessed with some imaginary version of me. You looked at me like I was… human.

Like I wasn’t some untouchable being or mysterious loner or freak.

Like I was just… Kusuo.

“You’re blushing,” you said with a smug smile.

I dropped my spoon.

Damn it.

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A/N: I don't think I will make another part... SORRYYY!!! :(

[lzstrawberrycak3]

the one I can't read

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ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙: 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕔

I can read minds.

Let’s start there. It’s not a fun party trick or something I turn on and off for convenience. It’s constant. Obnoxious. Loud.

Every single person in this school is a walking, talking, thinking headache.

Except you.

“Please welcome our new transfer student,” the teacher said.

You stepped into the classroom with that annoyingly neutral smile. Not too shy, not too confident. You bowed, said your name. Normal.

Everything about you screamed average.

Except when I tried to tune into your mind.

Nothing.

No thoughts. No noise. Just... static.

What the hell?

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟚: 𝔼𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣 𝟜𝟘𝟜 – 𝕋𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤 ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝔽𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕

It wasn’t a fluke.

I tried again during lunch. You were laughing at something Kaidou said (probably his fiftieth Jet-Black Wings speech this week). Everyone else’s thoughts roared around me like usual. Yours?

Blank. Clean. Like a whiteboard someone kept erasing before I could write anything down.

You sat next to me without warning.

“Hey, you don’t mind, right?” you asked.

I said nothing. You took that as a yes. Great.

You unpacked your lunch like we were friends. I stared at my coffee jelly, hoping you’d get bored.

“That’s so cute,” you said, pointing at the jelly. “I didn’t think you’d be into sweet stuff.”

Cute?

Did you just call me cute?

Did you just call me cute?

You weren’t thinking it. You said it. That’s what threw me off. I always know when someone’s about to say something embarrassing. That’s how I avoid social interaction. It's my number one defense mechanism.

But you?

You sneak up on me with your words like verbal landmines.

I hate this.

I hate you.

(…I don’t hate you.)

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟛: 𝕐𝕠𝕦’𝕣𝕖 ℕ𝕠𝕥 ℕ𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕒���, 𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕐𝕠𝕦?

Over the next few days, I tried everything.Clairvoyance? Useless. I could see the vending machine running out of my favorite jelly in three hours, but not what you were going to say in five seconds.

Telepathy? Nothing.

Time reversal? Yeah, I went back ten seconds once just to see if you had thoughts then. Nope.

I started avoiding you. You didn’t seem to notice—or maybe you did. Hard to tell when your brain is a locked vault and I forgot the combination.

Then today, after school, you walked right up to me while I was pretending to be deeply fascinated by an empty juice carton.

“You’ve been watching me,” you said.

I nearly dropped the carton.

“Is there something weird about me?” you asked, sounding almost... amused.

Yes. Everything.

But I didn’t say that. I said nothing.You stepped a little closer.

“Well, if it makes you feel better…” You leaned in just enough to make me flinch. “You’re pretty weird too, Saiki.”

I blinked.

My powers sparked like a broken lightbulb. My thoughts jumped. My heart—oh, for god’s sake.

You smiled again. “See you tomorrow.”

And just like that, you walked off.

No thoughts.

No warning.

Just chaos.

I think I might be in trouble.

[lzstrawberrycak3]

fanfic of yandere shun kaidou! >:]

Genre: Yandere, psychological, dark romantic obsession

You thought walking home alone would help clear your head. Shun Kaidou had been acting weirder than usual lately—more intense, less comedic. His eyes didn’t sparkle with childish fantasy anymore. They burned.

He'd been waiting at the school gate. Again.

You ignored it, pretending not to see him whisper into his sleeve like a secret agent. You laughed about it with your friends before… but now, it’s starting to feel real. Too real.

You're halfway home when a shadow steps out from the alley.

It’s him. Kaidou.

"You're alone," he breathes. “They could’ve attacked you.”

His hoodie is different—tattered, covered in symbols drawn with silver marker, some of them smeared with what looks like dried blood. He clutches a small notebook in one hand. You swear your name is written across the cover in messy handwriting.

"Shun, what are you—”

"You don't understand,” he interrupts, his tone too calm. “The Dark Reunion’s agents have been circling you. The way Kuboyasu looked at you during lunch�� that wasn’t just a look. He’s marked you. I saw it.”

He takes a step forward. You instinctively step back.

His eye twitches. “Why are you afraid of me? I'm the only one protecting you.”

You open your mouth, but the words won’t come. He smiles, twisted and soft.

"I’ve sealed every shadow near your window. Every classmate who smiled at you is being… monitored. For your safety, of course.”

He holds up a charm—twine, paper, and a piece of your old eraser. “I made this to keep you safe. You dropped it last week… I kept it.”

You want to run. But his voice turns icy.

"If you leave now… they’ll find you. But if you stay with me, I’ll eliminate them all. One by one. For you.”

His hand reaches out. His eyes glow with something far deeper than fantasy.

Possession.

[lzstrawberrycak3]

yandere shun kaidou

! Shun Kaidou (Yandere Version) —

Concept:Personality Mix:

• Still thinks he’s “The Jet-Black Wings” battling the dark forces (e.g., the “Dark Reunion”).But now, he believes his love interest is being targeted by these "evil forces."This manifests as obsessive, protective, and delusional behavior—hallmarks of a yandere.

• He sees any friend, admirer, or even passerby near his crush as potential enemies to be eliminated or “sealed.”

🖤 Yandere Traits:

• Obsession Level: 10/10. Believes his crush is the chosen one destined to rule the world by his side.

• Stalking: "I must keep an eye on you. The Dark Reunion is always watching… and so am I."

• Violent Impulses: Keeps a notebook of names (like a “kill list”) of people who “get too close.”

• Overprotective: “You were talking to that guy? He’s a spy for the Dark Reunion. I’ll handle it.”

• Magical Thinking: Might carry charms or “sealing crystals” to "protect" his crush.

• Love Confession Style: “You don’t understand… our souls were bonded in the astral plane. We’re destined to purge the darkness together. I won’t let you go.”

Sample Dialogue:

• "If I must burn this world to keep you safe from the Dark Reunion… then so be it."

• "Every time you smile at someone else, the shadows whisper. They want to take you. I won’t allow it."

• "You're mine… not because I said so, but because fate has carved it in ancient prophecy."

Design/Appearance Ideas:

• Same long-sleeved hoodie, but now it's tattered with runes he carved in (for "protection").

• Eyes slightly unhinged, maybe one glowing red—he says it’s the “Eye of Judgment.”

• Carries a handmade “weapon” or magic charm box at all times.

Will do fanfic

• to moxxie: it will not be freaky you little monkey...