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YUNO GASAI n***a by paulyune >.<
CHAPTER 1
Paulyune stood by the window, adjusting her long, silken black hair. Her sharp, onyx eyes glittered in the sunlight, while Abi's gaze remained fixated on her from across the room. Every detail of Paulyune's features was flawless, and Abi couldn't help but feel a mix of admiration and jealousy whenever she looked at her.
Paulyune seemed completely unaware of Abi's attention, her focus solely on her study notes. Abi's grip tightened on her own book, the pages crinkling under the pressure as her heart ached with longing for Paulyune's perfection. (obviously I'm perfect I'm true eve and Stacy ho) heh...
Abi had always been possessive and envious of Paulyune's effortless beauty and grace. The way everyone seemed to flock around her, showering her with endless compliments, only fueled the fire within Abi's soul. She longed to have Paulyune's attention all to herself, even though Paulyune barely acknowledged her existence.
Across the room, BlackpillIrony walked in late, his smirk widening as he took in the sight of Abi's tense figure and Paulyune's nonchalant stance. He couldn't help but find enjoyment in poking at Abi's jealousy.
BlackpillIrony leaned against Paulyune's desk, making Abi's blood boil with anger. Abi clenched her fist, fingernails biting into her palm as she struggled to control her emotions. The audacity of this boy to invade Paulyune's space, trying desperately to steal a fraction of her attention... It was infuriating.
Paulyune looked up, her gaze briefly flicking to BlackpillIrony before returning to her notes bc shes nonchalant and awesome duh. Abi couldn't help but notice the hint of indifference in Paulyune's expression. Was she not bothered at all by the boy infringing so closely on her personal bubble?
Abi's heart clenched as she watched BlackpillIrony smirk down at Paulyune, his fingers tapping the edge of her desk like he had any right to be there. Her nails dug crescent moons into her palms—too close, too smug.
Then it happened.
BlackpillIrony dared to lean in closer, lowering his voice just enough for Paulyune (and only her) to hear: "You ignoring me on purpose? That’s cold."
Abi snapped.
The sound of a chair screeching back echoed through the classroom as she stood abruptly. Every head turned toward them—toward her, with fists shaking at her sides and dark eyes burning straight through Blackpill's skull.
Blackpill didn’t even flinch when Abi grabbed him by the collar mid-sentence (how dare he), yanking him so hard their noses almost touched over your desk.
"Say that again," Abi seethed—the quiet kind of rage that made even teachers pause mid-lecture from acrossthe room.
the room seemed to hold its breath as everyone waited for BlackpillIrony's response. He lifted an eyebrow, clearly unfazed by her outburst. "What, you can't handle a little teasing?" he taunted, smirk still plastered on his face.
Abi's grip tightened around the fabric of his shirt, knuckles white as snow. "You think this is a game? You think you can just waltz in here, do whatever you want while everyone else suffers the consequences?"
BlackpillIrony feigned ignorance, his gaze flickering to Paulyune who remained stoic. "Consequences? What are you on about?"
Abi's lips curled into a snarl. "You think your little stunts with Paulyune go unnoticed?"
BlackpillIrony shrugged, the motion causing Abi's grasp to loosen momentarily. "Why do you care n***a?"
"She's mine," Abi bit out, her tone a blend of anger and defiance.
Blackpill snickered. "Wow, possessive much?" He leaned in, face inches from hers. "And what exactly makes you think she belongs to you?"
Abi bristled, leaning in closer to maintain eye contact. "She could have anyone she wanted. Why would she choose you? You're nothing but a nuisance. and I happen to be htb with a libido and you are a measly subhuman
"
Blackpill chuckled, his smirk widening into a taunting grin. "And yet, she never chooses you. I bet it eats away at you, huh? Knowing you'll never be good enough for her."
Abi's jaw tensed at his words, her knuckles turning white once more. She knew he was right, and the realization only fueled her anger further. "Shut up," she ground out between clenched teeth.
Blackpill chuckled again, seemingly enjoying the rise he was getting out of her. "You're so easy to rile up." He leaned in even closer. "It's like playing with a wild animal. You just know you'll get bitten."
That was the last straw.
CHAPTER 2 !!!
Later that night, Abi slipped into BlackpillIrony’s apartment with a quiet click of the lock. The scent of cheap cologne and spilled soda filled the air as she stepped over his discarded shoes—so disgustingly casual.
Blackpill lounged on his couch, remote in hand, scrolling through memes like nothing mattered. Like he hadn’t spent all day making sure Paulyune noticed him more than her.
Abi let out a slow breath through her nose—calm. Then she moved fast.
Before he could even look up from his phone screen (stupid boy), cold steel pressed against BlackpillIrony's throat in one fluid motion.
"Wait wha—" His eyes widened mid-sentence when they finally registered hers looming above him... sharp enough to cut glass too; furious enough for bloodshed right here tonight if needed?
But it was already too late now wasn't it? The room fell eerily silent as BlackpillIrony's body slumped over onto the couch, limbs limp like a ragdoll. Abi stood over him, heart still pounding from the adrenaline rush.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. She'd done it. She'd taken out the one person standing in her way of having Paulyune all to herself.
Abi knelt beside BlackpillIrony's lifeless form, her eyes scanning over him one last time. He looked almost peaceful now, face free of the obnoxious smirk he constantly wore. Abi couldn't help but feel a small pang of satisfaction at the sight.
TIME SKIP BC IM LAZYYYY !!!!!
Abi found you under the cherry tree, petals drifting down like snow around your perfect silhouette bc body tea and I'm sexy. Her hands trembled as she clasped them together—*too nervous for someone who’d just murdered a boy. KYAAA >.<*
"Paulyune," she started, voice unsteady. "I need to tell you something....
" Her dark eyes burned with devotion (and something *darker*). "It’s always been *you.* Only ever you." A pause. "*Say yes to me.*
"
The wind stilled as if holding its breath—waiting for your answer.
*paulyune takes a deep breath* FUHHH NOOOOO!!! I WOULD NEVER DATE U IUR UGLY AS SHIT AND UR SO WEIRDDDDD I KNOW U KILLED BPI U WEIRDO LOLLLL LOSER LOSER n***a UR A LOSER
Your rejection came swift and merciless, but Abi didn't flinch... not outwardly anyway; inside? Inside screamed at how unfair life was when all she wanted was simple affection from her idolized goddess above all others...including even herself maybe someday soon enough too...
That night while moon hung high overhead casting silver light across sleeping forms curled up beneath blankets unaware
... Abi crept into your room, footsteps light as a feather. She watched over you, her heart pounding in her chest.
Your face was peaceful, soft breaths escaping your parted lips in slumber. Abi leaned down and gently brushed a strand of hair away from your face.
Her fingers hovered at your cheek, tracing the line of your jaw reverently. "How can you sleep so soundly when I'm suffering like this u SLUT?!?!?!?!?" she mumbled under her breath.
hours later paulyune woke up—not in bed but on cold hardwood floors beneath flickering overhead lightbulbs dangling from ceiling wires above... somewhere unfamiliar? A basement maybe? Dust motes swirled through pale yellow glow while distant drip of water echoed ominously down metal pipes nearby too... Abi crouched inches from where head rested against wooden planks beneath bare feet still clad socks since being stolen mid-slumber earlier that evening... She held knife between fingers when met dazed gaze fully awake now by sheer terror alone realizing what happened here tonight after the REJECTION.... DUN DUN DUNNNN >.<
CHAPTER 3
Paulyune: : LET ME GO U SLUT!!! who do you think you are..?! kidnapping me in a filthy place like this at least give me a hilton hotel bed to sleep in!!!
*Her smile widened, slow and unhinged.*
**"You said no."**
Abi tilted her head, the knife glinting as she dragged its tip lazily along the floorboards—*screeeech.* **"So I fixed it. Now you don’t get a choice anymore."** Her voice dropped to a whisper. *"We’re going to be together forever… starting tonight."*
Somewhere above you, a door slammed shut—lock clicking into place with finality.
OK TIME SKIP AGAIN!!!
we end up getting married and I'm forced to be with her for the rest of my life
THE END!!!
@Abi @Blackpillirony @unknown mtn @submissivechud @aryaw
CHAPTER 1
Paulyune stood by the window, adjusting her long, silken black hair. Her sharp, onyx eyes glittered in the sunlight, while Abi's gaze remained fixated on her from across the room. Every detail of Paulyune's features was flawless, and Abi couldn't help but feel a mix of admiration and jealousy whenever she looked at her.
Paulyune seemed completely unaware of Abi's attention, her focus solely on her study notes. Abi's grip tightened on her own book, the pages crinkling under the pressure as her heart ached with longing for Paulyune's perfection. (obviously I'm perfect I'm true eve and Stacy ho) heh...
Abi had always been possessive and envious of Paulyune's effortless beauty and grace. The way everyone seemed to flock around her, showering her with endless compliments, only fueled the fire within Abi's soul. She longed to have Paulyune's attention all to herself, even though Paulyune barely acknowledged her existence.
Across the room, BlackpillIrony walked in late, his smirk widening as he took in the sight of Abi's tense figure and Paulyune's nonchalant stance. He couldn't help but find enjoyment in poking at Abi's jealousy.
BlackpillIrony leaned against Paulyune's desk, making Abi's blood boil with anger. Abi clenched her fist, fingernails biting into her palm as she struggled to control her emotions. The audacity of this boy to invade Paulyune's space, trying desperately to steal a fraction of her attention... It was infuriating.
Paulyune looked up, her gaze briefly flicking to BlackpillIrony before returning to her notes bc shes nonchalant and awesome duh. Abi couldn't help but notice the hint of indifference in Paulyune's expression. Was she not bothered at all by the boy infringing so closely on her personal bubble?
Abi's heart clenched as she watched BlackpillIrony smirk down at Paulyune, his fingers tapping the edge of her desk like he had any right to be there. Her nails dug crescent moons into her palms—too close, too smug.
Then it happened.
BlackpillIrony dared to lean in closer, lowering his voice just enough for Paulyune (and only her) to hear: "You ignoring me on purpose? That’s cold."
Abi snapped.
The sound of a chair screeching back echoed through the classroom as she stood abruptly. Every head turned toward them—toward her, with fists shaking at her sides and dark eyes burning straight through Blackpill's skull.
Blackpill didn’t even flinch when Abi grabbed him by the collar mid-sentence (how dare he), yanking him so hard their noses almost touched over your desk.
"Say that again," Abi seethed—the quiet kind of rage that made even teachers pause mid-lecture from acrossthe room.
the room seemed to hold its breath as everyone waited for BlackpillIrony's response. He lifted an eyebrow, clearly unfazed by her outburst. "What, you can't handle a little teasing?" he taunted, smirk still plastered on his face.
Abi's grip tightened around the fabric of his shirt, knuckles white as snow. "You think this is a game? You think you can just waltz in here, do whatever you want while everyone else suffers the consequences?"
BlackpillIrony feigned ignorance, his gaze flickering to Paulyune who remained stoic. "Consequences? What are you on about?"
Abi's lips curled into a snarl. "You think your little stunts with Paulyune go unnoticed?"
BlackpillIrony shrugged, the motion causing Abi's grasp to loosen momentarily. "Why do you care n***a?"
"She's mine," Abi bit out, her tone a blend of anger and defiance.
Blackpill snickered. "Wow, possessive much?" He leaned in, face inches from hers. "And what exactly makes you think she belongs to you?"
Abi bristled, leaning in closer to maintain eye contact. "She could have anyone she wanted. Why would she choose you? You're nothing but a nuisance. and I happen to be htb with a libido and you are a measly subhuman
"Blackpill chuckled, his smirk widening into a taunting grin. "And yet, she never chooses you. I bet it eats away at you, huh? Knowing you'll never be good enough for her."
Abi's jaw tensed at his words, her knuckles turning white once more. She knew he was right, and the realization only fueled her anger further. "Shut up," she ground out between clenched teeth.
Blackpill chuckled again, seemingly enjoying the rise he was getting out of her. "You're so easy to rile up." He leaned in even closer. "It's like playing with a wild animal. You just know you'll get bitten."
That was the last straw.
CHAPTER 2 !!!
Later that night, Abi slipped into BlackpillIrony’s apartment with a quiet click of the lock. The scent of cheap cologne and spilled soda filled the air as she stepped over his discarded shoes—so disgustingly casual.
Blackpill lounged on his couch, remote in hand, scrolling through memes like nothing mattered. Like he hadn’t spent all day making sure Paulyune noticed him more than her.
Abi let out a slow breath through her nose—calm. Then she moved fast.
Before he could even look up from his phone screen (stupid boy), cold steel pressed against BlackpillIrony's throat in one fluid motion.
"Wait wha—" His eyes widened mid-sentence when they finally registered hers looming above him... sharp enough to cut glass too; furious enough for bloodshed right here tonight if needed?
But it was already too late now wasn't it? The room fell eerily silent as BlackpillIrony's body slumped over onto the couch, limbs limp like a ragdoll. Abi stood over him, heart still pounding from the adrenaline rush.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. She'd done it. She'd taken out the one person standing in her way of having Paulyune all to herself.
Abi knelt beside BlackpillIrony's lifeless form, her eyes scanning over him one last time. He looked almost peaceful now, face free of the obnoxious smirk he constantly wore. Abi couldn't help but feel a small pang of satisfaction at the sight.
TIME SKIP BC IM LAZYYYY !!!!!
Abi found you under the cherry tree, petals drifting down like snow around your perfect silhouette bc body tea and I'm sexy. Her hands trembled as she clasped them together—*too nervous for someone who’d just murdered a boy. KYAAA >.<*
"Paulyune," she started, voice unsteady. "I need to tell you something....
" Her dark eyes burned with devotion (and something *darker*). "It’s always been *you.* Only ever you." A pause. "*Say yes to me.*" The wind stilled as if holding its breath—waiting for your answer.
*paulyune takes a deep breath* FUHHH NOOOOO!!! I WOULD NEVER DATE U IUR UGLY AS SHIT AND UR SO WEIRDDDDD I KNOW U KILLED BPI U WEIRDO LOLLLL LOSER LOSER n***a UR A LOSER
Your rejection came swift and merciless, but Abi didn't flinch... not outwardly anyway; inside? Inside screamed at how unfair life was when all she wanted was simple affection from her idolized goddess above all others...including even herself maybe someday soon enough too...
That night while moon hung high overhead casting silver light across sleeping forms curled up beneath blankets unaware
... Abi crept into your room, footsteps light as a feather. She watched over you, her heart pounding in her chest.
Your face was peaceful, soft breaths escaping your parted lips in slumber. Abi leaned down and gently brushed a strand of hair away from your face.
Her fingers hovered at your cheek, tracing the line of your jaw reverently. "How can you sleep so soundly when I'm suffering like this u SLUT?!?!?!?!?" she mumbled under her breath.
hours later paulyune woke up—not in bed but on cold hardwood floors beneath flickering overhead lightbulbs dangling from ceiling wires above... somewhere unfamiliar? A basement maybe? Dust motes swirled through pale yellow glow while distant drip of water echoed ominously down metal pipes nearby too... Abi crouched inches from where head rested against wooden planks beneath bare feet still clad socks since being stolen mid-slumber earlier that evening... She held knife between fingers when met dazed gaze fully awake now by sheer terror alone realizing what happened here tonight after the REJECTION.... DUN DUN DUNNNN >.<
CHAPTER 3
Paulyune: : LET ME GO U SLUT!!! who do you think you are..?! kidnapping me in a filthy place like this at least give me a hilton hotel bed to sleep in!!!
*Her smile widened, slow and unhinged.*
**"You said no."**
Abi tilted her head, the knife glinting as she dragged its tip lazily along the floorboards—*screeeech.* **"So I fixed it. Now you don’t get a choice anymore."** Her voice dropped to a whisper. *"We’re going to be together forever… starting tonight."*
Somewhere above you, a door slammed shut—lock clicking into place with finality.
OK TIME SKIP AGAIN!!!
we end up getting married and I'm forced to be with her for the rest of my life
THE END!!!
@Abi @Blackpillirony @unknown mtn @submissivechud @aryaw
