𝘼𝙥𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 | Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun

Tsukasa Yugi | 𝕬𝖑𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖞 𝕸𝖎𝖓𝖊

𝕽𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞: MabelHyuga75

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"I'll cut your tongue off if you don't stop yelling."

Fear travelled through her veins but never made it to her facial muscles. Her complexion remained innocent despite the murderous aura he was giving off.

Tsusaka, a ghost that resided in the broadcasting room of Kamome Academy. She didn't know of the twisted ideology he possessed at first.

Cut.

Of course, escape was already inevitable to begin with. Tsukasa got her wrapped around his fingers. And. It. Stay. Like. That.

Cut.

Natsuhiko and Sakura were looking at each other back and forth, as their gaze landed at the poor young student - concern and pity were evident in their eyes.

"Tsukasa, stop this already." The green-haired girl murmured under her breath before releasing a sigh. Natsuhiko kept quiet, shaking his head in dismay.

"Tsukasa-kun, I think you sho -! " One look from the deranged boy was enough to make them back away.

Although she was pained, her expression never changed, blood poured down from her fresh cuts and tad bits of flesh fell off in the process. It wasn't a pleasant sight to see.

Red substance splattered across the floor, decorating the tiles with each unique patterns of torture.

"I told you before haven't I (Y/N)-chaan?~" His voice was laced with such sweetness but behind his happy-go-lucky visage - hides monstrosity that you could never fathom.

"I'm only doing this because I love you (Y/N)-chaan." Her breathing was all she could hear, painful whimpers escaped her throat.

"I want you to contemplate what you've done." The male bent down slowly, clearfully lifting up her chin to meet his amber eyes as he trailed the sharp edge of his weapon on her neck.

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"(Y/N)-chan! You're awake." A voice exclaimed with worry.

Yashiro Nene, a fellow female student whom she considered as a close friend. The bedridden girl was greeted with looks of concern and somewhat - pity.

" Where am I..? " Looking around, dark circles hugged her (E/C) eyes. What am I doing here?

"You made us worried senpai! We heard your screams!"

Where is he? Her eyes darted frantically before finally, lowering her head down - tightly clutching the sheets

"I'm sorry..." It came out like a soft whimper, when the young Minamoto tried to touch her shoulder, she visible flinched confusing the poor boy.

"Senpai?"

"I-I'm sorry, I want to b-be alone right now!" And then, she remembered.

How could she ever forget the soulless gaze that owned her in the broadcasting room?

"You are only mine (Y/N)-chan~"

Unease blossomed within her, cancelling noises in a blur - she was verily occupied at the thought of Tsukasa, remembering the previous events happened that led her in this very state; bandaged, beaten and bedridden.

She's not leaving the clinic soon.

"If something is hurting you, please tell us (Y/N)-chan. W-we, we will come back tomorrow." The raddish-legged girl exited as Kou Minamoto remained, a cadaver-like expression nestled on his face - loosing its usual liveliness.

"Uhm..." Peering over to his direction, a rose blush brandished his prominent and his lips were slightly pursed - without a second thought he immediately wrapped his arms around the stiff girl.

No words were exchanged, just pure silence and warmth.

"I'm g-g-going now! Get well!" He ran off. She couldn't understand why he executed such action but it did make her feel better until suddenly -

"No..."

"Punishment time~" A voice sang beside her ear, it wasn't a soothing one at all.

She knew who it belonged to - the sickneing honey she can't help but still love.

"T-tsukasa-kun, please." She tried even if her heart knew it was a futile attempt to calm him down from his sadistic jealousy.

It won't be long till he had enough of her.

"I don't like sharing what's mine (Y/N)." The chilling whisper made her tremble, trailing the familiar cold surface of the bloodied knife he used to cut her flesh.

"Please, he didn't mean any harm!" He grinned once more, beaming his pristine white pearls as he sauntered towards the door - closing it gently without a sound.

"Ehhh? I saw the way he looked at you (Y/N)-chan~" A pout merely adorned his lips, puffing out his cheeks as he stared at her. His smile was menacing, each step he took made her heart skip a beat.

With a swift slash on her cheek, a clean fresh cut appeared on her visage as blood trickled down, staining the once white sheets that covered her with murky red.

"He wants someone that's already mine."

Tsukasa didn't like it when someone touches her, talks to her or even just look at her. He despised it more than anything if someone is interested in his pretty, little toy.

She belonged to him and he will instill that inside her mind in the most painful way as possible.

He will make sure.

"Oh, I love you so much (Y/N)-chaan~"

Nobody will hear her screams this time.