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Mutuality (Dark Taro Yamada AU)

“Decaying Picture Perfect Family”

(Author’s Note: So this is the part 2 of the last Dark Taro Yamada post I made, this time I decided to focus on the Yamada family more so on how divided they are playing along in the delusion that Taro put up. Also this is my first time linking back to another post so forgive me if the links may not work. Note that Taro is an absolute jackass over here, a smart one that’s for sure. There is no redeeming qualities for such a manipulative dude.)

<-- Prologue ||

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The walk back home is filled with Osana’s commentary of what she did accompanied with anecdotes of what she and her close friend Raiburu did as well. She always looked at me to make sure I was paying attention to whatever she was raving on about and if I looked the least bit distracted she would go off on me and lecture me about paying attention to someone when they talked. I always gave that sheepish smile and scratch on the back, apologizing and watching with cold eyes as she became flustered and went on with me.

Now that her value has gone down the more she berates me, the more I can’t help but think of annoying she became. It’s quite sad to see that your favorite toy has become obsolete and there’s no amount of fixing you can do to return it back to its previous glory. The more “in love” Osana became the more I became repulsed at how she shows her affection. I mean, it was fun at first to decipher how contradictory her words were versus her feelings, and it was amusing to see her back track so quickly when I followed what she said, how her pride was being demolished at the same time being invigorated the more I played with her.

But now she’s become a nuisance.

I hope that girl does something fun with this defunct toy.

As we neared my house, Osana gave me an absent minded goodbye as she hurried off into her house. I stared at her retreating figure and sighed, oh Osana this is no way to deal with that unfortunate stalker of yours. Quickly hiding away hoping and praying to a God that your precious cat will miraculously be saved while doing absolutely nothing. This kind of passive behavior of yours used to be amusing, seeing you cling on to me like a sniveling child hoping justice would be served while you sit all so imperiously at that seat of good morals...

Well, that sort of ineptitude of yours did give me access to your cat.

It was slightly fun to read the ravings of a delusional fan boy, how he thanked me with such vigor and begged me to attend the wedding he would hold with Osana-- I mean, Pretty Miyuki or whatever it is that Osana resembled. If me messaging them to... do more than just threaten or blackmail Osana with the precious life of her cat then that’s for the stalker to know and for I to remain the blissful childhood friend of a trapped Osana.

But it wasn’t enough.

The stalker frustratingly had some morals, which was hilarious given the amount of things he had done and still a bottom line exist for such a cowardly man, which just left a bitter or incomplete aftertaste in my mouth. Osana was already in such a perfect position to just... tip off. Yet the stalker is giving Osana too many options within such a vague time frame, such fearful startegy just makes me feel as though the trade off I did was all for nothing...

But watching Osana try to live her normal life under an unneeded secrecy and suffering inside is a little bit more fun. Especially when she berates me even when in reality she’s the biggest coward here, both her and the stalker could be a match in heaven!

I absently put away my shoes and thundering footsteps crashed into me. I looked down in apathy as I saw the wide black eyes of my little sister, the one who desperately tried to keep me under wraps in order to protect that laughable family fantasy life she always wanted.

“Get off me.” I bluntly told her as I pushed her aside roughly, my skin prickling at the disgusting action she did, there was no parents or audience to act for and I’d rather be dead than voluntarily perform the vomit inducing sibling affection I had performed to fit in whatever mold people wanted of me, despite it making me want to tear my own skin off.

Hanako followed willingly, her eyes still trained on me and I was struck by how different and weak her gaze was compared to the other girl who I just bumped into with earlier.

“How was school, big brother?” Her sickly saccharine high pitched voice made me want to gag, I glared at her yet she didn’t budge. She was different from Osana as in she spent every waking moments of her life with me and thus became immuned to the dark glares I set her way. 

But that didn’t mean she was immune to the insidious schemes I have. After all, Hanako is just a young, delusional, girl. The only thing I respected about her was that she willingly tied herself to a sinking ship.

“Why do you ask these questions when you always ask Osana?”

Hanako tilted her head, eyes cutting straight at me in that practiced cutesy face of hers that charmed so many but made me repulsed. “Osana’s been... occupied lately. She barely even notices you as she’s strapped to her phone lately, neh, big brother... Osana’s never the type to stay glued on her phone and whenever a message notification rings she freezes up... I also haven’t seen her cat lately...” Hanako’s voice became hard as she looked at me with barely concealed rage in that innocent face of hers, “What did you.”

I smirked and brushed past her, “Why not ask your wonderful surveillance?”

I could feel Hanako’s sinister glare piercing my back as I headed to my room. Both my parents were out, father typically working while mother was finishing up in the grocery store, such a picturesque loving Japanese family...

One that made me smile when I watch them be anything but that perfect family when it comes to me.

I locked the door or else Hanako would barge into my room demanding to know what I had done to Osana, her beloved surviellance on me. Hanako was... somewhat like me, a defective one that’s for sure (but in reality who was defunct between the two of us?) Hanako used Osana’s feelings for her own gain as Osana liked me romantically and thus needed Hanako’s permission to date me especially with how attached she was to me. The girl used that, I could see how Hanako had instead twisted Osana’s permission into using Osana to watch over me and report back to her in both an attempt to win the little sister over and a way for Hanako to keep track of me so I wouldn’t ruin her perfect family, especially when she was in a different school.

It was worth it locking that girl in the shed and meeting privately with my parents. I didn’t even need to be concerned about Hanako’s attachment, I was already feeling as though Hanako was... pushing it a bit too hard. Luckily for her sweet life, our parents quickly agreed. So partial towards me that they would value my input more than the person in question, it brought a sugary smile on my face when I witnessed at how father snapped at Hanako when she tried to go back to Akademi High and the unimpressed borderline embarrassed look on mother’s face.

Watching Hanako’s face plummet to despair knowing she was outnumbered and pitted against the people she was breaking her mind over to protect was euphoric.

I stretched out and put away my things, methodologically and in a specific way. Living with Hanako has come with its... ups and downs. Hanako makes things amusing because she learned to be sneaky, quiet, and in a subtle way that if I didn’t accurately memorize where and when I put my things, I wouldn’t notice the signs she quietly slipped into my room to snoop. It was also fun to plant in some red herrings and watch as she becomes spirited with blackmail that could be used against me and instead be torn apart when the ‘proof’ she found was only another piece of me staking through her heart.

But it also proved to be annoying as just like human beings, Hanako has began to adapt frighteningly well, able to analyze whether or not the things I meticulously placed are just another part of my scheme or a folly of my own. Especially with teh age of technology I caught more than one hidden camera in my room, I couldn’t even bring it up on Hanako as she mysteriously was able to get my parents to turn a blind eye on it.

I wouldn’t say these factors outweighed how utterly amusing Hanako was. With every move she made against, I countered it with new innovative ideas. Hanako wasn’t like Osana, which is good because if I had to live with a mini Osana then there might have been another use for father’s beloved garden. It’s also hilarious to see how Hanako both utterly loves yet despises me. She loved me because I am just another puzzle piece in her family fantasy life yet at the same time I am the piece that consistently becomes looser and looser and the one to more often than not go missing, making a gaping hole in what otherwise should be a perfect puzzle picture.

She can’t even kill or get rid of me because of how chained our parents are towards me. No matter what Hanako does, either she goes or she finds a way to keep me in check.

Either way, it’s something I look forward to.

I slid out my laptop and opened it, I had more than one lock with varying passwords and misleading hints, even when I open folders and whatnot they’re always labeled incoherently with the files seemingly disorganized. I learned how to do this when Hanako somehow got access to my laptop, I still think it was Osana but to this day I doubt it as Osana would have felt immense guilt, unlike Hanako who would play up such a cute look that would physically give me diarrhea.

I checked out some of my classmates social media, looking at how their lives portrayed and wondered what I could do to mess with them. What sort of secrets I could use to trip up Info-chan’s database. What sort of past someone tried to bury. Then I checked out that hub of gossip led by, of course, Musume Ronshaku, it was a sort of underground hub of gossip circulating that reluctantly both Info-chan and I had a hand in founding. Honestly, we did this to dump any sort of dirty laundry secret for students outside of Akademi High, why did we work together?

Despite us being similar in a way that could repel one another, we were both competent enough to see how we were able to gather intel and we unanimously agreed to stay out of each other’s way when it comes to Akademi High but in other schools? Well, let’s just say despite Info-chan being insufferable she’s a good partner-in-crime, even more so when she isolated herself like that and can’t get first hand accounts of people unlike me.

Musume’s role in her was simple, she would be the instigator of these rumors. Even though the reason why we even had her within this circle was also simple. Despite Musume being, for a lack of a better term, appearing to be a bimbo... She is also the sole daughter of an infamous loan shark, so it’s only natural she’d pick up more devious tricks from her surroundings and upbringing. Why else could she pull the things she did in school without being reprimanded by the school and the student council, much to the latter’s annoyance?

Not only does she play an integral in keeping up the school’s atmosphere and reputation via her social media blogs and whatnot, but her family is the second one to contribute heavily to the school, the first being the Saikou family of course. She’s also an influential person of interest due to her social media as well as her family, and though she may look like a ditzy spoiled girl who only knows her daddy’s money, outside of school she’s a force to be reckon with.

It always did baffle me for a moment why she dialed down her shark like abilities when she was in school until it dawned on me that, as hilarious as this sounds, Musume Ronshaku found Akademi High to be a sort of santcuary where she gets to be daddy’s spoiled girl and not having to plan how to use someone who was teetering over to a standing only Musume herself could have. And looking back, I could see why nobody else could be at the same standing as Musume in Akademi High, but there were many big fishes out of the school so the girl herself probably couldn’t sleep at night without worrying about being upstaged.

My eyes strayed to a video about this violet haired girl with drill hair, I snickered, I wonder the sort of calamity would befall on Akademi High if Musume Ronshaku clashed with Kizana Sunobu.

It truly would be something to witness.

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard someone knocking on my door. I swiftly locked my laptop and hid it away, opening the door I was greeted with the face of my mother who lit up upon me opening my door. “Taro, could you help me set up the table? Your father should be home soon, Hanako is finishing up the food.” She smiled, her kind face made the already soft and motherly smile stand out and any other person would be lucky to have her as a mother.

For me, she was just easy to manipulate. Being blinded by your own child is really useful.

“Okay, what’s for dinner mom?” I closed and locked my door, the key resting in my pocket. My mother turned a blind eye to me blatantly locking the door, probably trying to rationalize my behavior as a teen who needs privacy.

Mother’s eyes sparkled at me looking interested to whatever she was doing as she clapped her hands, “Your father’s favorite! There was a sale for steak and I quickly snatched it. Your father has been working hard for the promotion and today’s the day he’ll tell us about it. Whether or not he gets it, I hope that the food will help him.”

I smiled, “I sure do hope he passes.”

We both entered the kitchen and I ignored Hanako whose head instantly snapped at me, her eyes critically analyzing me before distracting mother who seemed a bit surprise I didn’t deign a greeting towards my little sister. This was also another bonus for having Hanako around, she gets to redirect the troublesome attention away from me. 

The rest of dinner was the same. When father came home I expected to see him come with good news since he brought gifts. Everyone cheered and I clapped with the biggest smile I could give, even nodding when father handed me some new games that I could play with my friends. Dinner started with bright spirits but even then I could feel Hanako’s unyielding eyes pierce through me. I do wonder what would happen if I pierced them out and eventually decided not to, Hanako would use this excuse to cling to me without any opposition from family or acquaintances.

After dinner, I helped with the chores and spent time with my parents and Hanako, playing some games together and laughing. All while Hanako was positively glowing, I snorted into my drink. The girl was fully intent in basking within such a happy family life that she’s slackening her hold on over me. Well, it doesn’t matter. Soon I’ll graduate and I fully intend on visiting this house when it’s a requirment by both the law and society.

When both my parents sent us children off to our rooms, Hanako stopped me in the hallway. The happy glowing smile of hers was gone and instead a cold look dawned on her face, “Don’t even think about abandoning this family, big brother.”

I sneered at her, “Do you really think a child can you can stop me? The only reason why you’re even alive is because I’d rather not be hounded by those two. But be careful Hanako...”

I leaned closer and revelled in the break of that cold facade this girl had, that instictual fear.

“Once I graduate, not even mother and father can stop me from killing you.”

I opened the door with a quick insertion of the key and locked it. Tilting my head to my door, I waited for that stupid girl to walk away. After a few quiet minutes, I could hear the soft thumps of footsteps walk away. I yawned and headed for my desk, completing some left over homework and checking messages of the latest things I need to be made aware of.

Nearing 10pm, I headed over to my bed and collapsed on it. My eyes strayed towards the ceiling. Once I graduate I can go to university, choose a career, work/study for it, and live on with that repetitive life...

That.

Sounds.

Utterly.

BORING.

After thinking that, suddenly my mind flitted to that girl. That girl with such intense eyes. That girl who was so much like me yet at the same time not.

... I smiled.

She better not disappoint me.

(Author’s Note: Okay, so this is the second part! I have made Hanako very different from canon, expected since I practically painted Taro a whole new color palette. I hope Hanako’s actions and thoughts seen through Taro’s eyes were understandable and the twisted sense Taro has over Hanako. Also Musume, she’s not my favorite character but I decided to have her included here because of the potential her backstory has with connection towards Dark Taro and a possible new elimination method exclusive to Kizana if we somehow touch that rival. As I’ve said, not everything is written in stone and I’m not sure if I’ll make a proper story for this, but I do have many ideas/headcanons about this story. I hope you enjoyed it as much as you’ve enjoyed the very first one! And for those who asked for more, congrats this is the second part!)

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Muja Kina, Mida Rana and Hanako Yamada. Rivals controversy (Yandere Simulator)

Just like to start by saying I'm a huge fan of Yandere simulator. I cannot wait for it to become a full game.

I just noticed there's some controversy when it comes to some rivals in the game.

I just want to put some light to these rivals and makes some people in the fandom realize that they aren't as bad as you think!

By all means everyone has their own opinions and can choose to like or hate these three rivals which I will mention now.

I'm of course talking about the nurse rival (Muja Kina) / the teacher rival (Mida Rana) / and senpai's little sister (Hanako Yamada)

So here we go!

Let's talk about Muja Kina first!

Muja Kina is the substitute nurse at Akademi High on the sixth week of gameplay. A lot of people tend to think she's interested in Senpai but that's not the case at all at least not at first.

You see Senpai will be sick during this week when Muja is in school.

She's quite young since she's probably still training to become an oficial nurse so there isn't much of an age gap. Let's not forget Taro Yamada (senpai) is in fact 18 and if I have to take a guess Muja is in her early 20's.

But here is what most people don't realize is that Muja is described as a clumsy air head with a kind heart.

She often causes more trouble then fixes them but she always has good intentions.

If she ever seems to be flirty or anything like that I believe it's accidental since she's such an airhead.

I believe Senpai is the one who develops feelings with her for her personality.

It's probable that as the week goes on Muja starts liking senpai.

To me Muja Kina is not a horrible person at all. She's not a "slut" or a predator. If anything she's lovely in my opinion.

Okay now let's talk about the teacher Mida Rana!

Simular to Muja the nurse she will also be a substitute.

Unlike Muja, her intentions are unpure and she likes having the attention of teenage boys which causes a lot of controversy.

But I like to think Mida doesn't try anything with her "prey". To me, she only likes the attention. She likes people looking at her and thinking wow she's sexy, pretty, beautiful, hot etc.

I don't think Mida actually loves Senpai. I think she sees him like every boy in the school with lust in her eyes.

I like to think Senpai has a crush on her like anyone would have a crush on this teacher in this school.

Therefore Ayano ( Yandere-chan) feels the need to get rid of her since she thinks she'll try something on Senpai.

I could be wrong with this one however. She could possibly try something but if that's the case I won't hesitate to kill her. But I still find her character interesting just not like-able.

All out of people assume that every rival in the game is in love with Senpai.

I don't think that's the case with all of them especially his sister! I know for a fact that Hanako is NOT in love with her brother!

It's NOT incest!!

Remember you are playing a psychopath with no emotions, no empathy. Ayano would get rid of ANY girl that will take away Senpai's attention from her. She'll do whatever it takes. Remember it's just a brother sister kind of love.

Yes Hanako is attatched to her brother and loves him but it's not like that! She just admires her brother and looks up to him. She fears that another girl in her life would take all his attention away. I like to think that maybe Hanako lacks attention, love, affection and support from everyone else in her life including her parents. Senpai is the only one in her life to provide her these things. I think that's why she's so attached to him.

That's all I have to say!

I hope you liked this blog and remember you can choose to like or hate any rival in the game. It's up to you!

We're not obliged to like every character there is in the game.

But remember Yanderedev created an amazing game so far with such unique and interesting characters. And what is not to love about that?

What all started as a simple anime school girl character model in the unity asset store turned into a whole world. I am very prouf of Yanderedev and can't wait to see what the future of this game holds!

Reblogs are greatly appreciated! Thanks for reading and following the developement of Yandere Simulator.

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Been dating the same girl for 5 years and I always keep her picture in my wallet. Whenever I have difficulties in life I take out my wallet and stare at her picture and it comforts me knowing that… If I can survive a relationship with this psychopath, I can survive anything.

Taro Yamada (about Ayano Aishi), probably

#taro yamada #ayano aishi #yansim #yandere simulator #incorrect quotes #incorrect yandere simulator

[kindcstguardian]

"I wish I could just start all over again in real life…   Life is sometimes too cruel for me."

Name. ( 김유성 )  Kim Yoosung. Date of birth. March 12th  ( Age: KR 21. INT 20. / Star sign: Piscis ). Sexual orientation. Bisexual demiromantic. Languages. Korean &&. English. Blood type. A + Height. 171cm Weight. 68 kg.

Disclaimer. I had a story developed with him so…

a) He will struggle to develop a romantic attachment to someone in his default / main verse out of fear that MC will reset thus wrecking his possibility to be happy with someone again. It’s not impossible but it will take time unless you rather plot a pre-relationship which I am totally up to! Just send me a message. && b) You might realize I am the mun of @yoosung_kimx from Twitter. If you recognize me from there, heyya ‼ HMU. I will use his Twitter account mainly for crack.

Verses.

「 V ★ 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 ; Yoosung ／ ᵏᵉᵉᵖⁱⁿᵍ ᵘᵖ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵉˢˢ ᵇᵒᵃʳᵈ 」 

Default verse./ Reset theory: ON.    Yoosung holds a deep hatred towards MC but doesn’t let it show, however, he is unaware whether Seven can pinpoint what’s wrong with him or if he can even recall the events that took place before.    He tries to be his previous self but has a hard time keeping up the act since he can’t wrap his mind about many childish things he used to do ; therefore, he starts showing a change by letting his natural hair color grow again and studying not to think too hard on many things that he lost due to MC’s selfishness.

「 V ★ 𝐏𝐫𝐞-𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 ; Yoosung ／ ( ⤏  ᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ᶻᵉʳᵒ ) 」

Pre-events / No one’s route.    Your usual Yoosung from the game, a puppy boy who wants to have a university life from TV with good grades without much effort and a loving relationship — however, he is, of course, constantly reminding Rika in the smallest chance he is given.    Despite insisting on wanting to be  ‘ a real man ’   ( like Zen, for example ; a charismatic and mature aura surrounding him alongside with a bit of mischief and mystery )  he isn’t really looking for a romantic-comedy type of romance all superficial and mostly for the sake of having one, and rather into a partner whom he can rely and trust on, a wholesome and supporting relationship. 

⎾ V02 ┊ ⤏ ( ₛₕₑ wᵢₗₗ ₛₐᵥₑ ᵤₛ ₐₗₗ )  ⏌

Mint Eye verse / 20 years old.

   Disclaimer. Inspired by Myetie but not based on her concept.    Having discovered that Rika was alive and V was a liar all along, Yoosung quit his attempt of a student life who failed miserably at just to find her — once he succeeds, he took part of Mint Eye and automatically became Rika’s lap dog.    However, due to the brainwash and emotional abuse  ( unbeknownst to him ),  he became twisted — no longer a caring and worrisome personality and a rather obsessed and manipulative borderline psychopath with the concept of making her proud. From time to time he uses a childish persona attitude to irritate other Mint Eye members.    His specialty is fieldwork ; but he will occasionally engage in recruitment and persuading people with his innocent looks only to kidnap them with the help of other members.

⎾ V • 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 ; Yoosung ⏌

Lovesick verse / 18 years old.

   Yet another exchange student in Akademi High and part of the Gaming Club except he does not join them walking around, rather choosing to stay and use the desktops to play some videogames to destress or carry on with studying since he wants to enter SKYUniversity when he returns  ( as some tragedies that take place in his life had not happened yet, he is still your hardworking student ).

Note: Unless you want yandere Yoosung  ‘ replacing ’  Ayano Aishi, he will not act like an obsessed lover willing to kill them both in the name of their love. For this unhealthy relationship to happen, send me a message!  I would love to explore dark subjects with him.

— This also applies if you want Yoosung  ‘ replacing ’  Taro Yamada in the senpai position.

⎾ V • 𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐂 ; Yoosung ⏌

   Given a Gaming club did not exist or was allowed to, even. The blond joined the Gardening club to learn about all different types of plants, especially those that had great benefits for humans and those that were lethal to animals.

   Still, he was tempted to join the Literature Club to bring his PSP and play in that class but the idea of being with only girls made him utterly nervous and went against to it that and because maybe he did come out as extremely rude 

⎾ V • 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐞 ; Yoosung ⏌

   Aaah, the last thing he can recall is yelling at a player in Mononoke Land because the mad-lad got the rare monster before him which was the cherry on top for his rollercoaster of a day thus the dyed-blond decided to go to sleep, though he did shoot an apology to his friend but man, why the heck was he so lucky...?  Did he just enjoy flexing that he had it in him?  Nevertheless, he went to sleep.

   Imagine his shock when he woke up, drowsy, by some aggressively blinding light only to find two ikemen  ( no... no it’s more like, two demons straight-up from those romance manhwas )  right before his eyes. For a solid moment, he started to question where this dream was going until he was told that this was indeed real and this was an exchange student program      perhaps, his reaction was way too energetically but woah???  These turn of events??  For real?  Ignoring the black-haired reaction but listening to his explanation, he was over the moon about this unforeseen turn of events.    And wouldn’t you know what else!  Turns out his frenemy is none other than... an actual demon, what. Also, he is actually super powerful?  Sure, third in rank but haha, what.

「 V • 𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 ; Yoosung 」

Mutant verse / For Marvel &&. DC.    Yoosung was born with the ability to communicate with animals which led him to aspire to become a vet. Not only for their sake but also due to Sally’s accident which caused Rika to be depressed for a while.

「 V • 𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀 ; Yoosung 」

   His quirk is called LOCALIZE, it sort of makes him feel like a creep since his quirk is self-explanatory : he  ‘ marks ’  someone and is able to track them down as long as they are breathing     however, there is a catch, that mark is mostly developing a close bond, an emotional one, which causes him to find them ; but he is able to track down other people if granted a description and something that smells like them, kind of... like a dog but with a sharper sense since his vision when activating his quirk resembles a thermographic camera one  ( his eyes also change color to a vibrant green color ).

「 V ⊷ 𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐕 ; Yoosung 」 Note: this verse was a direct result of finding out that Yoosung’s VA dubs Spiderman and also this fanart. Tba.

Tags.

「 Kim Yoosung ／ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖʳᵒᵗᵃᵍᵒⁿⁱˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ᵒʷⁿ ˡⁱᶠᵉ 」

「 Kim Yoosung ／ MUSINGS 」

「 Kim Yoosung ／ INQUIRY」

「 Kim Yoosung ／ VISAGE 」

「 Kim Yoosung ／ MANNERISMS 」

「 Kim Yoosung ／ ROMANCE 」

「 Kim Yoosung ／ HEADCANON 」

「 Kim Yoosung ／ MUSIC 」

「 Kim Yoosung ／ CRACK 」

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✘ · Saeran &&. Yoosung ⊷ （ ᵀʰᵉ ᶠʳᵃᵍᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ ᵒᶠ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᴵ ᵈᵉˢᵖᵉʳᵃᵗᵉˡʸ ˡᵒⁿᵍᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ʷᵉʳᵉ ⁿᵒᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵈᵃʸᵈʳᵉᵃᵐˢ ）

✘ · Saeyoung &&. Yoosung ⊷ （ ᶜᵒⁿⁿᵉᶜᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵘᵗᵘʳᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉⁿᵈⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵐⁱⁿᵈ ）   

✘ · Leviathan &&. Yoosung ⊷（ ᴺᵒᵇᵒᵈʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵒᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵐᵃᵏᵉˢ ˢᵉⁿˢᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ ᵃʳᵉ ʷᵒʳᵗʰ ʰᵃⁿᵍⁱⁿᵍ ᵃʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ）  

（   &   ✘  ／ ）

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ranayoh, blossyay, flightless-birb, sketchyy-pencil, r-e-i-i, napporin, crytalers-tami, nyakkeu

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Mutuality (Dark Taro Yamada AU)

“Opening Chapter”

(Author's Note: This came from an idea from a Gacha Youtube called ""Senpai, Ayano keeps stalking you." | Yandere Simulator | Yandere Taro AU? | Gacha Meme" by Vquira of which I put my idea in the comment section and decided to do a short one-shot about it since I need to do something to feel productive no matter what to procrastinate on my school works so rip. I don’t really keep up much with the news about Yandere Simulator other than he update videos, AUs, concept videos, and Kubz Scout’s videos so I only write here just to let out some creativity and inspiration.

Here is the original comment: Honestly this is more interesting. Like Ayano, Taro also doesn't feel much emotions but unlike her, he can mask his emotions pretty well to the point not even Osano noticed, maybe Hanako did but she's keeping quiet afraid it'll ruin the happy family illusion they have. So when Ayano starts her yandere shenanigans towards Taro he becomes interested and watches her do all these deeds in hopes of gaining his "affections". Maybe Ayano originally was a toy to him, something he uses to feel emotions based on her actions, but along the way he gets increasingly possessive of her and eventually pulls an uno reverse on Ayano and kidnaps her. He'll probably let her go after telling her everything and he'd return to watching in the sidelines as Ayano eliminates any "rivals" she has when in reality, it is highly likely Taro only does so so he can be entertained by Ayano. Sounds like a lovely dark game wherein Taro knowingly pulls all these flags and Ayano struggles to get rid of them but there is never an "end" unless either Taro gets bored of her or Ayano dies.)

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What makes people smile? What compells them to cry? How about when they laugh to the point they collapse to the side with cheeks aching? What about when they feel the hot slice of rage and the needless want to fight? What makes a person become a person? Is it the mere act of having emotions that denote them to being normal? 

I don’t understand them. Maybe that’s why my parents cried whenever they saw me stare at them. Maybe that’s why my sister keeps on clinging on to me. Maybe that’s why I feel nothing but boredom whenever I see the family I was born into. 

People told me my name suited me.

Taro Yamada, the name of an unknown dead person.

It didn’t click to me why I was so different, in a sense. I was smart, I didn’t bully other people-- what more could they want from me? I was respectful, I was calm, but apparently that wasn’t enough. Being a person can be so tough, and not at all rewarding so I didn’t care. I was already told to be a child prodigy but even then strangers would always look at me with unease, ‘whispering’ how I was surely wrong.

Wrong in what way? I would soon figure out when my parents reluctantly pulled me out of homeschool under the urgency of a child psychologist. 

When I came to school for the first time I was... surprised.

Children cried, children laughed, children made messes, children threw tantrums, children were alive.

Now I understood.

I understood why my parents locked themselves in the room to cry after they saw me wandering the halls of our house, why my younger sister clung to me trying to make me feel an ounce of emotion, why strangers threw my family pitying looks and gave me unsettled ones, and why exactly it felt like I was so disconnected from the world as though I was a living dead person.

After coming home, my parents sat me down and cautiously asked me how was my first day of school. I eyed them, wondering if I should tell them how I felt displeased to be in the presence of such noisy children, or how the teachers were patronizing towards me, or the fact that the curriculum was way below with what I was used to--

So instead I pasted on a curious look just like what I saw and told them the exact opposite of what I felt.

“My classmates are all lively!” They’re so annoying, they cry and scream over the littlest of things it’s embarrassing.

“The teachers are also nice to us, they make sure to engage.” If you could call it engage based on how they would shush the children and talk to them in that sickening sweet voice.

“Also the lessons were really easy than I thought!” It was boring, I nearly fell asleep but didn’t because I’d rather not be made an example for others to look at.

With every sweet lie I told them, they fell readily. It was almost sad to see how desperate they were, almost.

After that, I had everything I needed. My parents became more and more happy, pleased, and spoiled me whenever I flashed them that smile other children gave. They readily cleaned up any mess I made, even encouraging it by buying games I didn’t even want to play so I gave them all to my sister and by consequence she became spoiled with how I gave her second handed gifts from me, clinging even more and telling me useless things about her day, her thoughts-- 

I bore it all with an indlugent smile because I knew underneath all of that zeal Hanako knew I wasn’t getting better as my foolish parents deluded themselves into thinking, even outright yelling at the child psychologist who warned them to stay vigilant. Their child of which they loved yet feared finally felt like a child, why would they want to face the cruel reality that child could so very well be faking it? No, no that’s too painful for them so they’d rather drown in their denial.

It was amusing.

Hanako must have been in the same vein but in a completely different trajectory. She so desperately wanted that perfect happy family life she saw other kids her age have and covered up whatever cracks I had when my parents came up to me, wanting love from a child like me. It’s why she’s so clingy and desperate, she’s trying to compensate for everything I lack, she’s lucky I find her struggles and periods of derangedness of which she had to carry this happy life she oh so wanted entertaining.

Years of dancing around this issue. Years of playing house have passed and now I’m in my last year of highschool.

It was admittedly delightful to watch other people come up to me and lay down whatever burden they may have due to the reputation I built of being the quiet, unassuming, plain, and non-judgmental person. Not even the ever so infamous Info-chan of this school could ever hope to convince people of who I truly was, I was here longer than her, if she wanted to destroy me she didn’t have much in terms of blackmail.

I did live a pretty simple quiet life.

...

It’s boring.

It’s beyond boring.

I can’t even do anything without risking my reputation, not like how when I was a somewhat nobody and I entertained myself by guiding the gyarus of this school to target those shy easily taken advantage of boys that turned to delinquets, it was riveting to see the mighty Guidance Counselor break and guilt trip herself for not listening to the cries of victims. It also was such a shame that I could no longer spread any gossip about Raiburu Fumetsu being an unbeatable rival to the point she had been chained to her position and quietly suffering. It was a shame that student, Budo Masuyama, had to defeat her. It was a shame but it did help keep Osana off my back so I suppose it was a blessing in disguise.

But that doesn’t dissuade the fact I am bored.

Now here I am, wandering the halls after putting away the book I borrowed and getting another one because at this point books are the only thing I don’t feel bored with compared to people. I’m sure Kumi Demura knows what exactly I am but she wisely doesn’t say anything. I thought I felt a kinship towards her but unlike me, Kumi feels nothing about her situation, not even when people whisper about her, and yet despite her lack of emotions she has friends without faking it, faking anything.

It was vexing, especially when I even spread rumors about her and her emotions resulting to the pool of friends limiting-- she still showed nor said anything.

Maybe it is better that those who are similar repel one another, I can’t imagine what the future for me would be like if I was together with someone like me.

As I turn the corner I accidentally bumped into someone.

I quickly gave a worried look as I stretched out a hand, “H-Hey, are you okay? I’m sorry for bumping into you.”

The girl had black hair tied in a ponytail, it made me raise an eyebrow because only a few people here have black hair against the sea of rainbow colored ones. She looked up at me with her black eyes and suddenly--

It felt like I was suffocating.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, there was a crushing void dragging me in, choking me with the onslaught of emotions I never had the chance to feel. It felt as though the world was too colorful yet saturated in a way that could make your eyes bleed at the insensity.

It was intense.

And it was new.

My smile fixed itself on my face as I gave a sheepish wave, apologizing to her and hurriedly walking away. My heart pounding intensely for the very first time when I could feel her burning gaze directed at my back. 

I knew in that moment that girl was just like me. Devoid of emotions. Devoid of life.

Yet unlike me, she felt it, the rush of emotions to the point it could crush you. It was-- For a brief moment I didn’t know what to think of her other than ‘How lucky.’

“Senpai! There you are! You made me wait too long! Do you know what time it is? Everyone’s gone home, baka!” The familiar high piercing shriek of my childhood friend came to my attention as I hid the flicker of annoyance and gave her a sheepish smile, rubbing the back of my head.

“I’m sorry Osana, I got too wrapped up in my book--”

“Baka! You need to be conscious about the time you’re spending, especially when someone’s waiting for you!” Osana cut me off instantly and I gave a great big breath.

“I’m sorry.”

“Stop apologizing, you need to keep to your word or else you’ll make me angry!”

‘When are you not angry?’ I gritted in my head. At first I thought it’d be amusing to have this sort of person beside me but now it’s gotten too much, especially when Osana was such a coward she had to resort to verbally abusing me to hide her affections. What a counterproductive way of expressing your emotions, do you want me to hate you? And when I do you instantly become guilty and beg me not to hate you-- What else do you want me to do? You treat me with anger, I will respond in kind. Even with my lack of emotions I could empathize in I can say for certainty nobody would put up with such antics like this, maybe a masochist but sadly Osana doesn’t seem to want to go for them, it would’ve made my life easier and even then it’s annoying for me to let go of such an amusing toy like her.

I just gave her a smile and decided to look back for some reason and oh, I was treated with the wonderful look of pure homicidal rage and fervor of anger. The girl’s attention was solely on Osana who kept rambling about what she and her friend, Raiburu, did or talked about. All things I couldn’t even care about. Those black eyes of hers showed vivid urges to do something and I couldn’t help but shudder.

I’m sure with the actions I will take it would prove to be a huge movement within the school, especially regarding the unsavory historical event here in Akademi High. Whatever actions I will take, I’m sure Hanako would transfer in this school if I’ve started to break her perfect family and the daughter of the Saikou Corps would surely up the ante of the school if something oh so tragic would occur...

“Senpai? Why’re you smiling so much?” Osana asked with an edge to her voice, but I hadn’t spent all those years misdirecting and gaslighting her to think there was nothing wrong with her treasured senpai and childhood friend.

Hm? I was smiling?

I absently touched my cheek to discover I had been smiling. A cheery one if I had to put a label.

“What’re you thinking about?”

I smiled at Osana, ignoring how she spluttered out her words and her cheeks reddened, “Nothing much, just a... Interesting thought.”

We were outside the school and I chanced back to look and I smiled again when I saw a shadowy figure waiting by the window.

This’ll be fun.

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(Author’s Note: Andddd that’s it! I don’t know if I’ll expand on it but I do have other ideas about an alternate universe about Yandere Simulator, all inspirations provided by the contents of the YouTube videos I’ve been consuming.)

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