Love spreads(Yandere KNYxFem!reader)

☾₊ ⊹ Journey ☾₊ ⊹

Warnings:

Bad grammar

Plot wholes

Foul language

Yandere stuff

I like cheese

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"The moon, that luminous wanderer in the nightly sky, is a timeless muse to humanity's collective imagination. It hangs in the celestial tapestry like a silent guardian of our dreams and secrets, its phases echoing the ebb and flow of life's mysteries. It illuminates the darkest corners of the night, inviting us to look up and contemplate our place in the universe.

In its gentle light, we find solace and inspiration. The moon has witnessed the triumphs and tribulations of civilizations, the rise and fall of empires, and the quiet moments of human connection. It has been the backdrop to lovers' whispered promises and the source of wonder for poets and dreamers.

The moon, with its ever-changing face, reminds us of the impermanence of life. From the delicate crescent to the radiant full moon, it teaches us that change is the only constant. Its phases mirror our own journeys, from beginnings to endings and all the phases in between.

As we gaze upon the moon, we are reminded of the vastness of the cosmos and our shared humanity under its watchful eye. It's a celestial reminder that even in the darkest of nights, there is a source of light and hope, and a connection that transcends borders and divides.

The moon, in all its phases, whispers to the poet's heart, soothes the troubled mind, and beckons the curious spirit. It is a beacon in the night, guiding us through life's ever-unfolding story."

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[Several weeks later]

{NO ONE POV}

Y/n was now seated right on top of a large boulder, probably about four times her body mass. The boulder was on the beach, facing the coast, allowing her to see the waves moving in and out, crashing against the ground, and releasing foam that crept onto the land with a thin layer of water, resembling a beautifully polished crystal. As she meditated, breathing in and out, her chest slowly rose and fell. She could feel the cold air traveling down her throat and into her lungs, cooling them, only to emerge from her mouth once again, resembling cool mist in a woodland forest.

In about one hour from now, you would be off to begin your long journey to travel up north. Finally attending the final selection, to say you were ecstatic would be an understatement. This is the moment where you would begin your career. But no matter how excited you were, you had to rest and save energy for when the time comes. Considering you'd have no shelter and no provided food and water, you guessed that meditating would be a much better choice than wearing yourself out with training.

" 'Y/N, IT'S TIME,' you heard Obaa-San calling out your name in the distance. Opening your eyes and shifting to the right so your body could face the estate, you saw Obaa-San in the distance. She was dressed in a light gray kimono with her hair let down, gently moving in the slight breeze. She waved at you. As soon as she noticed that she had caught your attention, she started to motion for you to come toward her. She would provide you with any and all of your required supplies, and then send you off to join all the others at the final selection.