(2)Sal fisher

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by Travussy

by Travussy

*I'm rewriting stuff be patient*

[Yandere travy POV]
*tw bad words*
*tw murder thoughts*

I sit in class looking at the teacher waiting for instructions. Being honest, I'm a good kid. I never got into trouble. Besides being a murder's son and being bullied into fights. I have good behaviors. I could get any favors with any of my teachers.

I thought today would be like every other day but it wasn't.

"Hey class, I've got an announcement. We've got a transfer student" the teacher says, the transfer student walks in. I don't know why but I feel something. It makes my heart flutter,my stomach do cartwheels and my cheeks red. I feel myself grinning. I've never felt emotion but I feel one now. Because of him, I feel.. Love..?

"Oh. Hi! Uhm.. I'm Sal, Sal Fisher. I hope to be friends with you all" Sal says, as he walks past me my heart beats faster and faster and my breath hot. He's.. He's making me experience things I've never experienced! He's the one. The one I'm missing.. He must be mine.

After class.. *

*tw stalker-ish behavior*

I wanted to follow sal around. To learn about him, his hobbies, what he eats, what he dislikes, what he likes in a guy. E v e r y t h I n g. But that backfires on me as he finds me "stalking" him.

"O- oh. Hi? Could I help you?" He says.. I couldn't speak. All I could do was fiddle with my fingers and smile while rocking myself.

"Hello? Are you ok? " sal asks me

"Uhm- i- HI..!" I say, I didn't mean to yell at him. I was just, I don't know.

"Ok..? So do you wanna be friends? You seem cool" he wants to be friends..? I wanna be more than friends. But I must wait.

"Y-ea" I hate my stupid stutters.

"Cool! " sal says, he hands me his number and address just in case I wanted to come over and left. As soon as he left, a girl approached him. She wrapped her hands around him almost suffercating him.

"Heyyy! " she says. I could hear her from here and she's two class rooms away. I couldn't hear sal's reply but I could tell he was uncomfortable. I could feel my fist clinch and my face hot from anger. I know her. Her name is Ashley, the school slut. I don't want Sal to be her next victim, I'll take care of it but not now. Later.