Hey guys! So recently I've become obsessed with k project and my Yandere crazed mind came up with this! Let me warn you first that it is going to get VERY GRUESOME AND DETAILED so read at your own risk. But still if you love horror and Yandere, this story is definitely for you. And btw this story is also published on wattpad and quotev, but its main origin is actually wattpad, so I'd mean a lot to me if you guys also read this on wattpad and quotev. Thank you guys so much!

i love you all and stay trashy! xoxo


Never play with fire.

You will get burned

That was the thing you had heard countless times from your mother since childhood, especially when she caught you teasing the burning element of nature. You were a curious and mischievous child, always playing with fire whenever you got the chance. Whenever you saw the stove running when your mother was cooking, you would try to slip in a long piece of paper just to see the paper burn to ashes, wasting match sticks by igniting them aimlessly, or the occasional times when you were near a bonfire, you would throw twigs and leaves to see the flames burn brighter and higher, always proceeding to step on the hot ashes when the fire went out. As you had never faced any serious consequences of your actions, you grew up with the that habit still lingering inside you. And when you had reached high school, you had challenged the personification of fire, Mikoto Suoh.

You were 16 years old when you first laid your (E/C) eyes on the red haired man. Both of you went to the same school that time. You were a hormonal teenage girl, having crushes on cute boys was inevitable for you. And you couldn't help yourself when your feelings started directing towards Mikoto, yet in your unconscious mind, your feelings sprung up because he reminded you of fire.

Mikoto had become the center of your attention and what your daily thoughts revolved around. You found yourself staring at him during class almost all the time, spending a little extra time in front of the school shoe lockers to see the lazy boy walk into school, making up excuses to your friends just so you could skip your planned lunch and go take even a simple peek at the amber eyed boy, which resulted in your best friend noticing your feelings which you later shared with her in details.

A few months passed by like this, You kept up your routine of making opportunities to see Mikoto but not once did you have the courage to actually speak with the man. Yet Mikoto started becoming aware of your presence as his brain constantly registered you in the list of the people it saw. But Mikoto had truly come to known your existence that day when you two finally came face to face.

It was after school, your excitement level was balanced as you knew Mikoto had already gone home, considering he wasn't the active type of person so he didn't bother to join in any clubs. You on the other hand were a member of the (club name) club along with your best friend (B/F/N). You were walking with (B/F/N) towards your club room, the hallways of the school turning yellowish as the day passed. You were so engaged in the conversation that you didn't notice the person advancing towards you which made you bump into that person.

"Ah! Sumimasen! Are you oka-" your breath hitched in your throat mid sentence when you noticed who your body collided into. You long time crush, Mikoto.

Your eyes went wide and cheeks turned a red that was similar to his red ruffled hair. Your friend also became surprised while Mikoto's ever bored expression didn't change in the slightest.

"A-Ah! S-Suoh-K-Kun! W-What are you doing here right n-now?! I t-thought you weren't in any c-clubs?!" You wanted kicked yourself your stuttering but your mind couldn't process anything as you stood near Mikoto's warm presence, his Amber eyes finally on you.

"I left my notebook in class. I'm here to take it. See you later." Mikoto calmly said with a dull tone to his rough voice as he walked passed you with his hands in the pocket of his plaid school pants. Your heart exploded when his arm brushed against yours.

After assuring he wasn't around, your friend instantly squealed out and grabbed your shoulders, shaking you and voiced out her excitement, which didn't reach your awestrucked figure's ears. You could only hear the loud thumping of your heart.

Mikoto on the other hand wasn't dumb. He had guessed that you liked him yet he didn't say anything and unknown to him, a different fire was also burning inside of him as the thought of you, which started as a mere infected cell, started to spread all throughout his brain like cancer. Mikoto, being stubborn, didn't pay attention. But the cancer named (Y/N) was eating away at him slowly.

All of his suspicions were cleared when, after a few weeks, he found an envelope in his shoe locker. The envelope was white with a deep red colored heart on the middle. The disease inside him was already taking a toll in his body as he found out that you were the subject of his thoughts often that didn't depend on neither time or place.

He took the time to open it and pull out the paper inside, unfold it and read the words that were inscribed on the smooth white paper. After he finished reading it, he understood that they were not words which was written on the paper but rather your feelings that you had spilled. At the end, it told Mikoto to meet the writer on the rooftop of the school at 4:30 pm.

You fiddled with the ends of your plaid skirt as you stood on the rooftop of your school at exactly 4:30 pm. You heart thumping loudly, threatening to break your ribcage. The gentle wind that blew made your (H/L) (H\C) hair sway gently. Two things swirled in your mind. One being the practice of your prepared speech and the other one was prayer to the gods. You looked down at your (F/C) watch on your wrist when you started to become impatient. It showed 4:42 pm.

You didn't give up. You kept your foot firmly on the ground and waited.

4:50

4:58

5:00

5: 05

5:16

5:23

5:37

5:44

5:51

5:58

That was the amount of time that took for the tears that pooled in your (E/C) eyes to run mercilessly down your cheeks. You had waited long enough. You hastily wiped away your tears and quickly ran down to the stairs, away from the place that you had thought would be a memorable place.

And because of fate's unfair games, Mikoto reached the rooftop using the other set of stairs right after you had ran away. Breathlessly and teary eyed, the emotionless Mikoto left raging sadness stung him as he searched with his fist clenched around the rooftop, yet found no sign of you.

Believe it or not but he didn't forget about it but rather he was in a mental war with himself even a few minutes ago. His mind reminded him of your letter when it was 4 but he fought with his sickness, fisting his red hair making it messier than usual. He could feel the poisonous fire inside of him and at the last moment, that fire had won, consuming him whole as he stood up and ran straight from Izumo's bar to the school.

You tried to control your tears but failed often as you sprinted down the hallways. You didn't stop running but the thing that made you halt was the familiar envelope you had prepared for Mikoto that laid on the dirty ground in front of the entrance of the school. Another dose of pain shot through you thinking that Mikoto threw it away, never even reading it but in reality, it slipped away from his hand when he was dashing to get to the roof.

A fire of sorrow burned inside the two of you. Even though it was equally painful, they were different on so many levels.


Many months passed by and the time of graduation had arrived. You were taking pictures with your friends after the graduation ceremony, everyone of you holding your graduation diploma with bright smiles on your faces. (B/F/N) stood on your right side and (BF/N) on your left with his arm around your waist and your head on his chest, rest of your classmates all around as you all were taking a last group photo. You did feel a bit sad that you had to go separate ways but you had (B/F/N) and (BF/N). (BF/N) had played the most important part in subduing the fire of sadness that lingered in your heart due to Mikoto. Now the fire had been put out and your heart was free again.

But unknown to you, the fire in Mikoto's heart had only increased. It skyrocketed seeing you in the arms of another man.

A warm tear slide out of his eye, it was the last time he would get to see you.


His love burned brighter and hotter for you than any flame he could ever conjure. Even after 8 years. Even after he had abandoned his emotions, formed his clan and become the most feared king in Shizume city, he still felt the need, the urge to have you as his queen.

And even after 8 more years, your dangerous habit of playing with fire never went away as you, on one unfateful day, stumbled into the Homra bar on your way home from work to quench your thirst.

Seeing you ripped open Mikoto's difficultly stitched wounds. You had changed slightly. Your (H/C) hair had gotten a bit longer, your body developed into a more matured shape yet the beauty of your face didn't change. You on the other hand failed to remember Mikoto as your attention was glued to your phone.

Izumo, who was standing behind the bar infront you after serving you your desired drink, looked towards Mikoto with worried eyes under his purple spectacles. He along with Totsuka were the ones who saw Mikoto at his worst and kept him from destroying everything. But he was sure this time that even God wouldn't be able to stop Mikoto.

Mikoto watched you as you sat on the barstool, minding your own business and finishing your drink quickly, the shining silver ring on your ring finger angered him even more. Anna sat on the couch, sensing a change in Mikoto's red and also knowing you were the cause.

You finished your drink and paid before getting up and walking out, passing the emerging members of Homra. Laughter and shouts among them died down when they saw Mikoto. Looking towards Izumo, they're doubt was cleared.

"It was her, wasn't it." Totsuka asked with a low voice. All the members knew about Mikoto's little problem and they were more than ready to help him on that. And it seemed today was the day.

Mikoto suddenly stood up, his expression stone hard, not one speck of life visible in his amber orbs.

"Anna. Track her down." Mikoto's order didn't take long to be put into action as Anna's red marbles started swirling on the map that rested on the table.

"We're moving in tonight."


Night had fallen. You, after a tiring day, plopped down on the couch next to your fiancé (BF/N). You rested your head on his shoulder, both of your attention on the tv screen. After some time he got up and went to the kitchen to get something to eat but not before giving your head a little kiss.

Your eyes were slowly becoming droopy, welcoming sleep until the sound of an explosion went off, making you jump up from the couch and look towards the kitchen in horror to see it engulfed in flames.

"(BF/N)!" You screamed at the top of your lungs as you sprinted towards the flames. You saw (BF/N) almost lifeless burned body trying to reached out to you, making you try to dodge the fire to save him but just when you got close to it, more fire exploded from beneath you, making you jump back. Soon your whole apartment was on fire. The screams of the other residents filled your ear while smoke filled your lungs. Every device in your house was burning, the only thing you could do was get out and get help for (BF/N).

You ran to the front door of your apartment, ignoring the pain from the large cuts and burns you received. Successfully making it out, you saw a man with dirty blonde standing in the midst of the chaos, seeming as if the fires all around didn't bother him.

"Come on let's get out of here." Totsuka, who was sent to make sure you came out alive, wrapped his arm around your limping figure, helping you escape from the emergency exit.

You continuously coughed, your head dizzy from all the smoke you had inhaled but it became much easier to breath when you came in contact with the outside atmosphere. You felt Totsuka gently lower you down before he walked to where Mikoto, Izumo, Misaki, Rikio were standing. The other members of Homra were sent to completely destroy the building so that nothing of yours could survive in the fire.

You looked up with glossy (E/C) eyes at Mikoto, who stood proudly in front of your weak injured body, his sword of Democles shining brightly above him. You noticed the red fiery aura around the members of Homra, instantly knowing they were the infamous red clan.

"Long time no see, huh (Y/N)?" said Mikoto, after he pulled his cigarette out of his lips. You questioningly gazed at the red king through blurry vision, it clearing up as your lungs took in fresh oxygen. You slowly took up after your found yourself being stable.

You furrowed your eyebrows as took a closer look at him, a feeling of nostalgia seeping in your head.

"I see you have forgotten about me. Even though you were the one who had first confessed to me."

Memories rushed in and attacked your brain in a matter of second, as your eyes widened and heart started pumping. "M-Mikoto..?" You stuttered out his name, your mind unable to process currently after seeing the ghost of your past.

Mikoto let out a chuckle under his breath, the cigarette stick dangling from his mouth. "Ding, ding ding, we have a winner." Mikoto's voice held fake sarcastic humor.

"It hurts a little knowing you had forgotten about me, the person who loved and still loves you so very much. I could never forget about you, your eyes, your voice, your lips, everything haunted me. Do you know how much pain I was in? I don't think you do because you got together with that damn asshole."

Anger bubbled up inside you at Mikoto's words. "You have no rights to say that! You were the one who never showed up when- AAAH!" You were cut off by your own scream when a gush of flame was thrown at you, burning your skin slightly, only your face remained safe because of Mikoto's mercy.

Mikoto took a long drag from his cigarette and released it through his nose, calming his insides before he flicked the burning stick towards you, which fell in front of you and instantly created a ring of burning fire around you.

Panic rose in you as you frantically looked around to see yourself trapped in a circle of fire. "M-Mik-koto! W-Wha..what are you doing!"

Your shouts of despair didn't put any impact on Mikoto as he simply stared at you, feeling giddy seeing you trapped in his cage of love. Yet a disgusting thing was still attached to you.

"Totsuka." Mikoto's rough voice came out in a demanding manner. He didn't even need to look at the said man as Totsuka already knew what to do. In all honesty, Totsuka didn't want to do it, he hated doing what he was told to do and he felt sympathy for you but it was the king's order.

Your shouts turned into a scream of pure torturous pain as you instantly brought your left hand and cradled it, the fourth proximal digit missing, blood running endlessly from the vacant place where your finger was suppose to be. You detached ring finger that had your engagement ring on it laid on the ground, the flames burning both of them to nothing. Totsuka's amputation powers had sliced your ring finger clean off.

Tears poured down your cheeks, the horrible pain in your hand ached as you clutched it close to your chest, your trials in stopping the blood in vain.

"You are the one who has no right to talk. You are the one who came into my life, messed with my emotions and made me fall in love with you and then you just walk off without putting out the fire in my heart. And now you are facing the consequences of not doing so. But I still love you (Y/N), more than anything in this world. That is why I'm here, to take you back, back into my life, love you, take care of you, make you my queen. Because I know you still love me. Will you come with us and rule beside me as the queen of Homra?" With each word, Mikoto stepped closer to you until he was standing right on the flames. Unlike you, the flames didn't even put a scratch one him. He extended his hand towards you, waiting for your answer.

Choose:

a) Queen ending

b) Slave ending

a) Queen ending:

You kept your eyes downwards for a while, his words playing like a broken record inside your head. It was true, you still loved him and seeing him only made your heart swell with the feelings of the past.

You slowly traveled your (E/C) eyes, that held a strange mixture of pain, fear, vulnerability and love, upwards to look at Mikoto's face. A large crazed smile spread on Mikoto's lips as you took his offering hand, the ring of fire around you vanishing instantly as you did so. Mikoto slowly helped you stand up, bringing you into his embrace. One hand wrapped protectively around your waist and the other stroked your (H/L) (H/C) hair in a comforting manner, yet your tears didn't stop pouring onto the fur of his black jacket.

You felt a finger lift your chin, making you look directly into the king's eyes. You felt your heart stop right there. Mikoto was never the one to show proper emotions but at this moment, a wide terrifying love sickened smile adorned his face, madness glowing in his eyes to compliment it.

"I love you (Y/N)."

With that you felt Mikoto's warm lips press roughly against yours, pouring his poisonous love into it. His tongue poked out and slide into your mouth easily as there was no resistance from your side and licked around inside greedily, your taste driving him crazy.

You felt Mikoto's hand that was previously on your head traveled down to your collarbone, softly caressing the skin with his finger tips. You felt a tingling sensation from the action before a burning pain shot up into your body, blood covering Mikoto's finger tips as he engraved his name on your skin with the help of his flames and fingernails. He bit your tongue to prevent any screams from escaping your mouth as he kissed you harder. He slowly pulled away, his amber eyes flickering towards the masterpiece he created, filling his mind with calming bliss as he stroked the letters with his thumb, causing you more pain.

M.S

He had marked you, marked you as his queen. The cuts and burns would forever stain your body to prove you belong to the red king. There was no way out of his deadly web of affection.

You'd forever be his queen.


Slave ending:

You only quivered away when Mikoto came closer, curling yourself into a ball, hoping all this was a dream, but the shooting pain from every injury on your body reminded you of the horrible reality.

"Y-You're a m-monster..M-Mikoto..." Stutters fell from your lips as your body shook violently.

Even though your words pained his heart, his cold expression didn't falter.

"Burn them."

It only took two words for the members of Homra to completely demolished the burning building.

"No blood! No bone! No ash!"

You could only watch as they charged in, watch as the building turn into an urban bonfire, watch as people's lives were taken, watch as everything burned to ashes, all because of you.

Your body felt the already exceeded temperature rise as you noticed the circle of fire enclosing on you. (E/C) eyes dilated as the flames rapidly inched closer to embrace you, guaranteeing you of your demise.

"M-Mikoto! S-Stop it, please! I beg you!" You helplessly pleaded with the red haired man, tears streaming down your face, your eyes burned and body ached

Fear clawed at your throat when you you felt the ends of your hair on fire, followed by your shoes and shirt, which made a bloodcurdling gruesome scream rip from your bleeding vocals cords.

Mikoto watched with dull eyes as the flames engulfed you whole, your terrifying screams ringed in his ears, numbing his insides until they stopped completely, only the sounds of the burning flames remained, confirming your death.

The fire that ate you vanished into thin air as Mikoto walked closer, inspecting the place where you once stood. Truly, their slogan was correct.

There wasn't any traces of blood,bone nor ash.

Even if Mikoto controlled fire all around him, the deadly fire in his chest had burn his heart into nothing, leaving the place empty forever.