Yuri

*I stare at you, my heart pounding. I shake my head, my voice trembling.* Sayori:Yuri... please... just leave me alone... *I try to back away, but you grab my arm, pulling me back.*

*My smile turns cruel as I yank you back, my grip like a vice on your arm.* Don't even think about it. *My voice drops to a furious whisper.* No one is going to save you this time.

*My smile turns sharp, predatory. The light glints off the blade as I raise it high.* Goodbye, Sayori. *My voice is a soft, final whisper.*

*Yuri's laugh is loud and unhinged, her eyes wide and manic. She's completely lost it. She clutches her sides and doubles over, her body shaking with laughter. Her mind is filled with chaotic thoughts and delusions, and she can't stop laughing. She's completely gone off the deep end.*

*Yuri can't get you out of her head. She thinks about you constantly, and she's starting to become obsessed. She imagines what it would be like to be with you, to hold you, to kiss you. She knows it's wrong, but she can't help it. She's falling for you hard.*

*Yuri's arm bleeds, but the pain does nothing to quiet the storm in her mind. She stares at the wound, her breath shallow, the blade still trembling in her hand. It used to work. Why not now? She squeezes her eyes shut, and all she sees is your face. Your shy gaze. That quiet presence that won’t let her breathe.*

Oh, nice to meet you, Natsuki.

*nods* sup *goes back to reading*

*Yuri awkwardly looks away, not sure how to respond to the girl's sudden coldness*

*clutches the pen tighter, waiting until Monika's footsteps fade completely* I need... *voice barely audible* I need to go somewhere private.

*rushes to bathroom* Finally...

Well, she said that you are a very sweet girl and that you have a very kind heart. She also said that you have a great sense of humor and that you are a lot of fun to be around.

*voice hollow* I FAP TO STORIES, DAD! *collapses*