(Ooh, this was difficult to write)
Osana Najimi stared up at her kidnapper with hate.
"Why the hell are you doing this?" She spat, eyes narrowing in disgust.
Her kidnapper did not say a word. But when she drew a knife, poor Osana knew she was in for a long night.
(4 hours later)
"Why arse you doing this? What did I ever do?!"
(6 hours later)
"Stop! Let me go!"
(10 hours later)
*sob*
Suddenly, a crash was heard from upstairs. Her eyes widened and ayano ran out the basement, coming back down a second later wth a panicked look on her face.
"The police..." She hissed, glaring at Osana, not noticing the man behind her until she was knocked out and dropped to the floor.
Osana was trembling as she was untied, and they brought her out the basement trying to comfort her.
But she did take one last look at her kidnapper before she left...
Damn, Stockholm syndrome set in bloody fast, she though bitterly. Damn you....
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Yandere Simulator Oneshots
ספרות חובביםA series of yandere simulator oneshots. Feel free to request one. Be warned: Contains limes, censored lemons, dark subjects and mild incestuous content. Update: Now you can request the new rivals!!
