A/N: I'm going to start switching perspectives between characters more often. This time, the story is going to have more focus on Rin, with Len by her side instead of the other way around. I'm also introducing a new character I'm excited about, and I hope you guys will be okay with him stealing a bit of Len's spotlight (But don't worry, the blond yandere is still the protagonist).
I always wear headphones when I leave the protection of the cardboard box I live in, so that I can pretend I can't hear the whispers and jeers of the people around me.
It's been this way for as long as I can remember. The staring, pointing, fear, revulsion, and sometimes mockery. I used to hide my disfigurations with coats and face masks as much as possible, to the point of heat stroke in the summer. But I soon realized that surface level concealment was only temporary, and that people would run away and turn their backs on me the second they caught a glimpse of my face or arm. It's better to just let it all show, and avoid getting false expectations of others.
The only ones who don't show immediate disgust are children, who are merely curious. They do not yet have malice in their hearts, which are open and accepting.
"What happened to that boy, mommy?" A young girl asked.
"Don't look at him. Just stay away from that freak and keep walking." Her mother responded.
Yet it isn't long before their open-minded, innocent thoughts are blackened and twisted by the adults. And so, the cycle continues and each generation practices the same prejudice and judgement taught to them without question. As the "monster", there isn't anything I can say or do to change their rigid outlook.
I was born with skin deformations along the left side of my face and body. Combined with my red hair and eyes, my mother thought I was a demon and left me in a garbage dump to die. As such actions are fairly illegal, authority figures reluctantly handed me off to orphanage after orphanage. Not a single caretaker wanted anything to do with me.
In particular, there was a nun who was convinced that I was the spawn of Satan. She sliced the middle of my face into an "X" to brand me, then tried to drown me in holy water. Turns out I'm pretty resilient. It also turned out that the nun was the very last person in the prefecture willing to house me, and I ended up on the streets after she kicked me out.
"There is no salvation for you, for you are filthier than the devil himself! Suffer and die, demon spawn." Were her last words to me.
The government issued me some money out of obligation, but no one would sell me a place to live or offer me a job. Spending my days in the darkest, grimiest alleyways, it wasn't long before I contracted an infection. My left eye turned completely red and lost its vision.
My life was at the mercy of the people around me. Some ignored me, some stared and gossiped about me, and some took to beating me with stones.
However, there was one girl who showed sincere concern for me. Every day, she would bring me some food and hand-me-downs from her older brother. Her bright and clean figure contrasted painfully against the dark and dirty me. I tried to detect hatred or trickery from her, but found none. I didn't understand.
"Why are you doing this? Aren't you horrified by me?" I wondered.
She replied with a gentle smile. "Why would I be? You're just a little different. That's no reason for you to have to suffer so much."
That was probably the first time I cried.
Any form of pain or torture, I could endure. My earliest moments were spent in putrid-smelling trash, and abuse was just every day life. But I was a stranger to kindness, and nothing made me feel more vulnerable. You can't really miss something you never had, but even a fraction of it is enough to break your heart. The indescribable sadness that this is what I had spent my whole life without brought an endless stream of tears.
"What's your name?" She asked, wiping my ugly face with her dainty handkerchief.
"Fukase." I choked out.
"That's a nice name. I'm Rin!" She beamed, showing a row of pearly white teeth very different from mine.
Rin was also the first person to ask my name. Such a simple action that was mere polite small talk for others meant the world to me. It meant that she saw me as a human being, and treated me like an equal. In that moment, she became precious to me.
"Well I have to go now, but I'll come back tomorrow. Take care of yourself!" Rin said.
But one day she stopped coming. I tried looking for her around town, but saw no glimpse of her. Did she move away? Did something happen to her? Was she in an accident or extremely ill? Was I just a charity case that she grew bored of?
"Hey ugly!" Someone called out as I searched for her.
I tried walking past him, but his friends showed up and surrounded me.
"Oh my god look at this kid! What the fuck is up with his skin?" One of the delinquents screeched. The others roared with laughter.
"Please excuse me." I muttered, but they didn't budge.
"What a freak! We'll be doing the world a favor if we squash this bug, right?" The man sneered.
"How cowardly. Three grown men with nothing better to do taking on a teenager." I glared at them.
"The fuck! Pound this little freak into the ground!" He shouted.
I didn't flinch when my back slammed into the gravel. The punches and kicks were dull in comparison to sharp rocks and knives. I could feel the bruising and swelling escalating into broken bones, but my face failed to even wince. Like a dummy, I just laid and waited for it to end.
"What in the actual hell is wrong with this trash?" The man yelled.
I heard the click of a gun and prepare for the end. Then I remembered Rin. If I ever wanted to meet her again, I had to live. My broken body was difficult to maneuver, but I managed to leap back up and pound the main attacker. With blood dripping down my scarred face and my left eye fully visible, it must have been a terrifying sight.
I screamed and fought, with her words "take care of yourself" ringing in my head. And I landed in juvenile detention. Because it was obviously my fault for defending myself. Once again, people's instant discrimination against those who looked different shone.
In a twist of fate, I met a pair of twins in juvie who happened to be friends with Rin. I learned that she was kidnapped by a psychopath and locked in his house. And so I decided to save her.
"Don't make me laugh, a useless beast like you is going to manage that?" Miku scoffed.
Her brother agreed. "I fought him, and Len's surprisingly strong despite his size. Besides, his house is in isolation under high security. I got her out once with the cops on my side, but you won't be able to do anything on your own."
He had a point. I was indeed powerless by myself, and there were a minuscule number of people who would help me. In fact, these two might be the only ones with enough motivation to put up with me.
"Well would I have to be on my own? Don't you two want revenge? This Len guy soiled your reputation, nearly killed you, and sent you here. If we join forces, we might be able to defeat him." I offered.
The twins considered it.
"I suppose I do want to rip apart that arrogant maniac-" Miku started "- and get back Rin." Mikuo chimed in.
"But what's the use in having you?" Miku questioned.
I sighed. "I might just be the only person capable of withstanding whatever pain Len inflicts."
Wearing nothing but my thin bathrobe, Rin looked both beautiful and seductive standing on the balcony.
I got out of bed and crept behind her, hugging her waist and drawing her close to me. She was now no longer an untouched maiden, and belonged solely to me. I was her first for everything, and I also intend to be her last. Her entire life shall be mine to possess and control. Truly fitting for a doll and her master.
When she continued staring into space and not at me, I grew impatient. "Just what are you doing without me?" I whispered sultrily in her ear.
Her eyes quickly snapped back to reality and she gasped. "E-Eh? Nothing...just watching the sunset and thinking."
"About what?" I probed. It better be about me.
She looked down guiltily. "It's nothing really, just this person I once knew."
"Is it a he?" I growled.
I took her silence as a yes and grew enraged. How dare she think of another man right after giving her virginity to me? I'll surely find out who he is and hunt him down. But first, I need to forcefully make sure I'M the only person in her thoughts.
In a fluid motion, I swept her from the floor and carried her back into the room.
"Kyaa! What are you doing?" She yelped.
"Reminding you that I am the one you love." I snarled back.
Kicking aside the blanket, I pushed her down onto the bed and came down on top of her. I believe it's safe to say that I occupied her thoughts for at least the next hour.
These peaceful days that I spend with my lover are truly blissful. I have finally found closure in my life and moved on to a brighter future with my beloved Rin. It won't be long before it's time to take the next step. I wonder what gemstones would suit her best? Surely not something as plain and overused as a diamond. Something unique and perfect. I will only accept absolute perfection when it comes to her.
But for the moment, I can spare some time to just savor the present and burn every second I spend with her into my memory. I'll get to know everything about her, from her preferences to each and every one of her quirks. Rin is different from Lenka, and will inhabit her own place in my heart. Now that my mind is clear, I can devote my entire self to her.
As for the mystery man from her past, I'll obviate her memories of him and replace him with me. No one will come between us. I'll protect our relationship with every weapon at my disposal and spill as much blood as needed.