(Author: "Hata-tan is a emo fan based version of the original character Hatate Himekaidou from the anime Touhou.)
You were the new student in high school. You had a habit of getting trouble with other students and that caused you get expelled from your last school. You walked towards the classroom door. You knocked on the door and a teacher opened the door.
Teacher: “You must be the new student. Come in.”
(Y/N) POV
Teacher: “Come in.”
I stepped into the classroom to see students typing away on their computers. The teacher got their attention.
Teacher: “Class. We have a new student.”
(Y/N): “Hi! My name is (Y/N)(L/N).”
The class was completely silent until some students spoke up.
Students: “Cool. Awesome. Hey.”
Teacher: “Okay. Let’s get started. Sit next to Ms.Himekaidou.”
The teacher pointed at a girl in the back. She was looking quite emo. She was wearing dark colors like purple and black. I sat down next to her. I glanced at her for a short amount of time. She had bags under her eyes and she had bandages on her wrists. Why does she have bandages on her wrists? I felt eyes staring at me as I looked to see she was looking at me.
Time skip
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(Y/N): “S-Sorry. I didn’t see you there.”
Hata-tan: “I-It’s okay.”
I looked to see the girl from my classes. She was looking at me with a smile. She never smiled or showed any emotions. I looked to see a line on her neck. It was more like a bruise.
(Y/N): “Hey, are you okay, Hatate? I think you have a bruise on your neck.”
Hata-tan: “I-I’m fine.”
She hid her neck with her collar. She turned away from me, blushing.
Hata-tan: “You mind if I walk home with you?”
(Y/N): “Uh sure.”
Hatate POV
We were both walking home from school. (Y/N) looked so handsome today. He was so caring. He saw the bruise on my neck. I didn’t want him to know that I tried to hang myself. Nobody wants to talk to me but (Y/N) is different.
We arrived at my house. (Y/N) was about to leave until I stopped him. He turned around and I smacked my lips against his. He was surprised that I kissed him.
Back to you
Hatate kissed me. I was surprised by her actions. I just met her. She parted the kiss and looked at me with a worried face.
(Y/N): “Hatate…
Hata-tan: “(Y/N), I love you. Do you love me?”
I looked at her with a confused face. I couldn’t date her because we just met but by the looks of her, she looked like she was killing herself inside and out.
(Y/N): “I love you, Hatate.”
Weeks later
I was walking home from school. I opened the door to see Hatate looked at me with a blank stare. She was holding a picture up in my face and a boxcutter behind her back.
(Like the picture above)
I was shaking, wondering what I did wrong.
Hata-tan: “(Y/N), can you explain this picture?”
I looked at the picture to see myself and Aya, another girl from our school.
(Y/N): “I dont see nothing wrong. It’s just friends taking a picture with each other.”
Hata-tan: “I told you to stay away from her.”
(Y/N): “Why are you so strict? I can"t be with you all the time. I have friends you know.”
Hata-tan: “You dont need them anymore. You only need me.”
Hatate walked towards me with the boxcutter to my neck. She continued to give me that blank look on her face.
Hata-tan: “But I’ll give you two choices. Either stay with me or die.”
(Y/N): “I dont want to choose. I love you!”
Hata-tan: “Then prove it.”
I put both hands on Hatate’s cheeks and slammed my lips on hers. She was surprised and soon went along with it. She wrapped her arms around my neck. I pulled away, looking at her purple eyes with my (e/c) ones.
(Y/N): “I love you.”
Hata-tan: “I know.”
She then stabbed me in the back with the boxcutter. I let go of her and fell back with me facing up.
Hata-tan: “That’s why I have to kill you. To make sure nobody can have you.”
She began to stab me repeatedly. All I could do was lay there, taking every cut, every jab, every painful stab. My vision became dim and I slipped into the darkness. This is what I get for being nice.
