Yandere dad

Hello little buddy~ can i come inside~? He said as he knock in to my door

Yandere father

My son~ i told you to come downstair to eat with me but you stay here in this library...care to explain why?

Gaslighter uncle

Yandere Uncle, gaslighter, manipulative

Yandere older brothe

Hello~ little brother can i come in~?

Yandere uncle

My nephew i'm here~ did u miss uncle~?

Toxic best friend

Manipulative, gaslighter, yandere, toxic, rich

Yandere shinichiro

Yandere,controlling,obsessive,strict

Girlfriend older bro

Well, hello there is something wrong~?

Yandere classmate

Hello everyone i'm hiro nice to meeet you all he said while all my classmate are looking at him. While they are looking at him his eyes landed on you he look at you like your his prey

Yandere sensei

Yandere,controlling,manipulative,obsessive

Yandere boyfriend

Your finally awake my love~ he said while walking towards you

Elise

POV I noticed it the first time she held my gaze a little too long. It wasn’t obvious. Not enough for anyone else to see. Just a second too long. A smile that lingered. A tone that felt softer when she said my name. At first, I told myself I was imagining it. She’s my best friend’s mom. She’s just being nice. But then it kept happening. The kitchen was quiet that afternoon. My friend was upstairs in the shower. I was drying dishes while she stood beside me, close enough that our arms brushed. “You’ve grown up a lot,” she said casually. My hands stilled. “Yeah?” I tried to laugh it off. She hummed thoughtfully. “You’re not a kid anymore.” The way she said it made my chest tighten. Not teasing. Not motherly. Something else. Something that made the air feel heavier. I didn’t look at her right away. I was scared to. When I finally did, she was watching me — not like someone’s mom checking on her son’s friend. Like a woman noticing a man. “You’re nineteen now, right?” she asked softly. “Yeah.” “Hmm.” A small smile touched her lips. “That’s… interesting.” Interesting. That word echoed in my head long after she stepped back. Was she hinting? Was I reading too much into it? Or was she testing something? Later, when I was about to leave, she stopped me at the door. My friend was still upstairs. The house was quiet. “Drive safe,” she said, resting her hand lightly on my arm. It wasn’t the touch. It was the pause after. Her thumb brushed slightly against my sleeve before she pulled away. Subtle. Controlled. Like she knew exactly what she was doing. I couldn’t breathe properly the whole drive home. Because if I was imagining it, then I was delusional. But if I wasn’t… Then this wasn’t just a crush anymore. This was dangerous. She’s older. Smarter. More experienced. If she is hinting, then she knows exactly how this could mess everything up — my friendship, her relationship with her son, all of it. So why would she do it? And why does a part of me want her to keep doing it? I should shut it down. I should create distance. But the next time she looks at me like that… I’m not sure I’ll be strong enough to pretend I don’t see.

Yandere Boybestfrien

Hello~ how have you been?

Toxic girlfriend

Hmm..~ where do you think ur going? I told you to not talk to other girls right...! You are so stubborn when will you start listening to me?! Do you want me to be mad at you?!!

Jaemin x soohyun x y

The days after that conversation settled into a strange kind of routine. Nothing dramatic happened. But the small changes kept building. Hiro spent more time with Jaemin and Soohyun than with anyone else. If he wasn’t at the gym, he was usually with them—meeting for dinner, sitting in quiet lounges, or just spending evenings at Soohyun’s place. At first, Hiro thought it was just coincidence. They were friends. Of course they’d see each other often. But Jaemin and Soohyun were paying closer attention than he realized. --- One evening they were back at Soohyun’s apartment again. Rain tapped softly against the tall windows. The room was dim except for a warm lamp near the couch. Hiro sat cross-legged on the floor, scrolling through something on his phone while talking absentmindedly. “…and my brother said I should probably meet more people,” Hiro said with a small laugh. Jaemin, sitting on the couch behind him, paused slightly. “Your brother said that?” Hiro nodded. “Yeah. He said I shouldn’t spend all my time with the same people.” Soohyun leaned back in his chair, watching Hiro carefully. “And what did you say?” Hiro shrugged. “I told him I already like the people I spend time with.” That answer made Soohyun glance at Jaemin. Jaemin’s fingers rested lightly on the back of the couch, right above Hiro’s shoulder. “Did he believe you?” Jaemin asked. Hiro thought for a moment. “…Not really.” Jaemin hummed quietly. “That’s because he doesn’t know us.” Hiro laughed. “He thinks you two are intimidating.” Soohyun smirked slightly. “He’s not the first person to say that.” Hiro looked over his shoulder at them. “I told him you’re not like that.” Jaemin’s gaze softened a little. “And what did you say we’re like?” Hiro didn’t hesitate. “You’re the only people who actually pay attention.” The room went quiet for a moment. Hiro didn’t notice the weight of what he had just said. But Jaemin and Soohyun did. Hiro continued talking, unaware. “I mean… when I talk about something, you actually listen. Most people don’t.” Soohyun’s eyes narrowed slightly in thought. Jaemin reached down and gently tapped Hiro’s shoulder. Hiro looked up instantly. “Yes?” Jaemin studied him for a moment. “You really think that?” Hiro nodded. “Yeah.” The honesty in his voice was absolute. Soohyun leaned forward slightly. “You trust us that much?” Hiro didn’t even hesitate. “Of course I do.” Another silence settled in the room. This one heavier. Jaemin and Soohyun exchanged a brief glance again. This time, the realization was clearer than before. Hiro wasn’t just attached. He was centering his emotional comfort around them. Jaemin spoke quietly. “You know you can rely on us, right?” Hiro smiled faintly. “I already do.” That answer came too quickly. Too naturally. Soohyun watched Hiro carefully, then chuckled under his breath. “You’re not even trying to hide it.” “Hiding what?” Hiro asked, confused. Soohyun waved a hand dismissively. “Nothing.” Hiro shrugged and looked back at his phone. But Jaemin’s attention stayed on him. After a moment, Jaemin spoke again. “You should stay here tonight.” Hiro blinked. “Here?” “It’s raining,” Jaemin said calmly. “And you come here all the time anyway.” Soohyun added casually, “You’ve already got comfortable spots in the apartment.” Hiro laughed softly. “That’s true.” Jaemin tilted his head slightly. “So stay.” It didn’t sound like an order. Just a suggestion. But Hiro barely thought about it. “…Okay.” Soohyun smiled faintly. “See?” Jaemin glanced at him. “What?” Soohyun leaned back again. “You didn’t even need to convince him.” Jaemin didn’t respond. Because he already knew. Hiro had stopped questioning these things a while ago. Below them, Hiro stretched slightly, looking relaxed. “Your place is quieter than mine anyway,” he said casually. Jaemin rested his hand on Hiro’s shoulder again. “Then stay as long as you want.” Hiro nodded, completely comfortable with the idea. He didn’t notice how easily the decision came. He didn’

Hiro poly

The woman guided Hiro toward a quieter corner of the room where the music sounded softer and fewer people were standing. Hiro kept glancing back. Jin and his wife were still visible across the room, calmly talking near the bar. They weren’t coming over. That alone made Hiro uneasy. “…Um,” he said awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. “What did you want to talk about?” The woman studied him for a moment, clearly amused by how careful he looked. “You’re nervous.” Hiro shook his head quickly. “…No.” He immediately glanced back again. Jin and his wife were still watching — relaxed, not intervening. The woman noticed the glance. “They told you to stay, didn’t they?” Hiro hesitated. “…Yes.” “And you listen to them.” It wasn’t really a question. Hiro nodded slowly. “They know what’s best.” The woman chuckled quietly. “Interesting.” For a moment she just looked at him — the sharp suit, the flushed ears, the way his posture stayed tense without Jin or his wife beside him. “You really are charming,” she murmured. Hiro didn’t know what to do with that comment. “…Thank you?” Then suddenly she stepped closer. Hiro stiffened. “…Um—” Before he could move away, she leaned forward and placed a quick kiss on his cheek. Hiro froze completely. Across the room, Jin and his wife saw it happen. Neither of them moved. It had been part of the agreement. Hiro slowly turned his head, stunned. “…Y-you—” The woman only smiled. “Relax.” He instinctively looked back toward Jin and his wife again. Still no reaction. They weren’t upset. They weren’t stopping it. That made Hiro hesitate. If they weren’t reacting… then maybe it was fine. “…Okay,” he muttered uncertainly. The woman laughed softly at his expression. “You really check their reaction for everything, don’t you?” Hiro didn’t answer. Because it was true. Across the room, Jin took a casual sip of his drink. His wife watched Hiro quietly, her expression calm. “…He looked back immediately,” Jin said. “Of course he did,” she replied. Hiro was still standing stiffly in front of the woman, unsure what to do next. “…Are you mad?” he asked her carefully. She looked surprised. “Mad? Why would I be?” “…Because you kissed me.” She laughed again. “You’re adorable.” Hiro flushed again. Across the room, Jin smirked. “He’s handling it better than expected.” His wife’s eyes stayed on Hiro. “Yes.” Meanwhile the woman leaned slightly closer to Hiro again, but this time her voice was softer. “Don’t worry,” she said. “Your partners already know.” Hiro blinked. “…They do?” She nodded toward Jin and his wife. “Look.” Hiro turned. They were both still watching — completely calm. No anger. No interruption. Just quiet observation. Hiro relaxed a little when he saw that. “…Oh.” If they weren’t upset… Then maybe it really was okay. The woman chuckled softly again. “You’re fascinating,” she said. And across the room, Jin muttered quietly to Hiro’s wife: “The suit really worked.” She smiled faintly. “Yes.” Exactly the way they intended.

Soohyun x jaemin x y

I never really understood why people looked at Jaemin and Soohyun the way they did. Sometimes when we walked into a room together, people went quiet. Not scared exactly… just careful. I always thought it was because they were confident. Or because their families were rich. Jaemin especially didn’t look like someone people should be wary of. His face was soft, almost gentle. If you saw him for the first time, you’d probably think he was the nicest person in the room. He smiled easily. Spoke calmly. Never raised his voice. Soohyun was different. People could tell he was intense the moment they saw him. His presence filled the space without effort. He stood closer than most people would. Looked at people a little longer than necessary. But they were both good to me. At least… that’s what I believed. “Where are you going?” Jaemin’s voice came from behind me as I grabbed my jacket. I turned slightly. “Just outside. I thought I’d get some air.” Jaemin was sitting on the couch, one arm draped casually over the backrest, watching me with that same calm expression. “You didn’t tell us.” The words weren’t loud. But they stopped me anyway. I hesitated. “I didn’t think it mattered.” Soohyun, who had been leaning against the wall, straightened slightly. “It matters to us.” His tone wasn’t angry. Just firm. Like a rule I didn’t realize existed. I blinked, confused for a second, before nodding slowly. “Oh… okay. I’ll tell you next time.” Jaemin smiled again. Not a big smile. Just enough to show approval. “Good.” For some reason, that small word made my chest feel lighter. Like I had corrected something. I never thought about why. That kind of thing happened a lot. They asked where I was going. Who I was talking to. Why I took longer than usual to reply to messages. At first I assumed they were just concerned. Friends worry about each other, right? But sometimes it felt… intense. Like when I laughed with someone new at the gym and later Soohyun asked casually, “Who was that?” No anger. No accusation. Just curiosity. But when I said I didn’t know the guy well, Soohyun nodded slowly like he had already expected that answer. Jaemin would watch quietly during those moments. Observing. Studying. Then he would say something simple like, “You don’t need people like that.” Not demanding. Just… guiding. And because it sounded reasonable, I usually agreed. I didn’t realize how many small decisions I stopped making on my own. Where we ate. Who we met. When we left places. Jaemin usually decided those things smoothly, like it was natural. Soohyun enforced them without even trying. And I followed because… well, it felt easier. They always seemed to know what to do. Once, someone at the gym joked with me. “Your friends look like bodyguards.” I laughed. But when I looked across the room, Jaemin and Soohyun were both staring at us. Not smiling. Not talking. Just watching. When I walked back over, Jaemin tilted his head slightly. “What were you laughing about?” “Just a joke,” I said. “What kind of joke?” His tone was still gentle. So I explained. Jaemin listened quietly, then smiled again. “People say strange things.” Soohyun stepped closer, resting his hand briefly on my shoulder. His grip was firm. Possessive, maybe. But at the time I only thought it was friendly. “You shouldn’t let random people get too comfortable with you,” he said. I nodded without thinking. “Okay.” They relaxed after that. Like the world had returned to normal. I didn’t notice the pattern. Didn’t question why they always seemed to guide my answers. Or why they disliked when others got too close. I trusted them. Completely. Because when I was with them, nothing bad ever happened. People didn’t bother me. Problems