Yandere Marinette
Chapter 1
It's my first day of school. I'm so nervous. I have moved a lot, so I don't usually make friends I hope this year is different.
I get ready for school. Then I walk to school. I walk into the class room looking shy.
"class quiet please this is Marinette Dupain-Cheng she is new so please be welcoming." I go sit down and hear people talking about me. I look down feeling shy. The girl sitting next to me looks at me.
"I'm Alya." I look at the girl.
"I'm Marinettte." I smile.
"I hope we can become friends" Alya smiles. I nod
"same here."
Lunch time. Alya and I were looking for somewhere to sit when this blond girl walks over to us and pushes me over. The girl laughs. "welcome to my school loser." The girl walks off. A guy runs over and helps me up.
"are you ok?" The boy says to me. I look at the boy and my heart skips a beat. I nod since no words were coming out of my mouth. He smiles. "I'm Adrien by the way" Alya looks at me and Alya laughs.
"this is Marinette."
"well I hope to see you around Marinette." He walks off. Alya looks at me.
"is someone crushing?"
"what no." I look down and blush.
After school. I walk out the school and sees Adrien. I smile softly then I see a girl walk up to Adrien. She kisses him. My heart drops. I think to myself of course he has a girlfriend. Then I hear another voice in my head say he won't have a girlfriend if she is dead. I smile thinking that's a good idea. I'm going to kill that girl. The girl and Adrien walk separate ways and I decide to follow the girl. I tap the girl's shoulder. The girl turns around. I pretend to cry. "please help, my sister passed out I don't know what to do"
"oh no, where is she?" The girl looks at me worried
"please follow me" I run off into an alley. The girl follows. We both were in the alley and the girl asks
"where is your sister?" I smirk and stab the girl.
"no one can like my senpai, he will be mine." I laugh. The girl lays there bleeding out then she dies. I look around. "now to get rid of the evidence." I clean off my finger prints and the blood off the knife then I keep the rag wrapped around the knife as I put it into the girls hand making sure her finger prints were on it now. I shove the rag in my bag. "I'm just lucky I got no blood on my clothes." I smile and go home feeling good.