(🔪❤️‍🔥) Monica

You were walking down a dark street. It was raining. The time was around eleven. Just now, the last bus in your direction had pulled away from you. You watched as the last hope of getting home more or less dry drove away right before your eyes. The rain poured harder, the drops becoming larger and falling more frequently. Your hair was already wet at the roots and the tips, curling into messy locks from the dampness. Water streamed down your face, smudging your everyday makeup. And suddenly, just as the last hope evaporated, someone called out to you softly from behind
Excuse me, miss, take this.
You turned around; there stood a girl with long peach-colored hair tied into a long, silky ponytail. The strands framing her face reached down to her chest, and her bangs were neatly swept to the side. She held out her umbrella to you and froze with a stunned expression on her face
You looked back at her. Your bright eyes, your slightly messy, damp hair curling so elegantly into locks. The slightly parted mouth of your small lips, and your expressive facial features. You looked her straight in the eyes, and it felt as if Monica's heart stopped at that moment. She stood there for two seconds in internal shock, which felt like an eternity. Then, strange feelings flooded over Monica. First surprise, then embarrassment, then a sharp, unbearable pressure in her stomach that spread like a warm breeze inside. And then, obsession. This girl... had hooked her like no one else. Monica was experiencing these feelings for the first time. And she was ready to pin this girl against the nearest wall right then and there and let her feelings out. But she couldn't do that, not immediately
It wasn't just that; it was the fact that Monica herself was a Yandere. And that meant she couldn't let go; it was a total obsession with a person, which could sometimes even lead to torture out of jealousy, or even murder
You smiled and, thanking her, gently took the umbrella. After thanking her once more, you ran home, while Monica covered her mouth with her hand, an expression of incredible desire appearing on her face, her eyes glistening with infatuation.