*not a request, just something that came to mind, thanks to music.

*art, (if its even there) is by me. I got inspired by a vine!

Have fun~.

Warning: yandere incarnate, large knives, creepy themes, and triggers.

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You kept your notebook close to you as you walked through the crowded halls of the school.

You were an outcast, always too shy to even speak to anyone, you had at least one half friend.

She was sorta like a friend, but you just figured that she was just using you to cheat on her homework.

You kept your eyes down to your shoes, not wanting to bump into any one, but sadly, you had wrecked into a figure, making your papers go every where.

You tried to grab something, but whatever you grabbed fell along with you, you fell on your rear end.

"I-im s-sorry, I w-wasnt paying attention a--and..-" You looked up and saw a short horned skeleton, he had his arm over his eyes, two halves of hearts were on each cheek.

He wore the schools uniform, but it was red and white, with a little hot pink.

And he had a red bowtie. Which you found very cute.

His hand was roaming around the ground trying to find something.

Then you saw a beige blindfold looking thing in your right hand, this is what you must have grabbed before you fell.

"Oh! Goodness this must be yours." You took his clawed hand in your small one, he had the same heart design on the back of his hand, right above his knuckles.

"Oh, thank you. I'm normally not supposed to take it off, or else i-" He removed his arm, and his fuchsia colored eyes met yours, and he froze.

You stared back into his eyes, confused as to why he just.. Froze.

Then his eyelights began to swirl, with a pastel pink, until perfect white shaped hearts became his pupils.

"Are.. You okay?" You ask him, still confused as you tilted your head.

He looked down at your joined hands, then he looked into your eyes again. "I am just fine, my dear. Are you alright? It was quite rude of me to bump into you.~"

You shivered, his tone had changed so quickly, from sweet to chilling. Something told you, that this voice was slowly going to haunt you...

"Here, I accidentally pulled it off." You scratched the back of your neck, nervously.

His smile was crooked at the ends, he chuckled and grabbed your wrist possessively, helping you up, but with no intention of ever letting go.

"Take it, I don't need it anymore.~" He winks. "My name is Amour, remember it, because once you do. You'll never forget me.~"

You felt a shiver go down your spine, something about his words gave you a horrible feeling in your gut.

He stretched his wings then put his arms behind his back. "Thank you, my dear, for letting me see the light.. My muse.~"

He walks away from you, but you swore you heard a 'shhhing!' Sound. As if a knife had just been pulled from its sheath.

-----------2 weeks later--------

It had only been two weeks since that day you met that pink winged skeleton.. And many strange things have been happening.

Random roses would appear on your desks, in your hair, in your books and in your locker.

Then, days later, you got some in your mail box.. And you even came home to find rose petals in the shape of a heart on your bed.

At this point you were scared.. If it was Amour.. Then he knew where you lived.. And he got into your house.

You tried not to think about it as you walked home from school, it was a chilly afternoon, it was sprinkling outside.

You wrapped your thing hoodie around yourself, trying to keep dry.. But it sadly didn't work.

A monster boy, that was around your age suddenly cornered you, a smirk on his face, a switchblade in his hand. "Well, well, well, what have we got here? The little dorky girl walkin' home all alone! Hah! If only you had friends, but of course an outcast like you would never have one!" He laughs, running the tip of the blade down your chin.

You were whimpering, trying to stay quiet, you knew it.. This was how you were gonna die..

Until.. Suddenly the boy in front of you screeched out in pain, then blood ran down his mouth, he coughed and some of the blood got on your face, then he fell to the ground, a large 10inch blade was jabbed into his back.

The knife was like one you've never seem before, half of it was silver, while the other half was pink, and the tip of it had a crimson heart.

The handle was pure black, a white ribbon was tied in a bow on the handle.

You looked down at the body then looked around you for your savior, only to be face to face with that horned skeleton from before.

His face was blank, unreadable, his eyes were shrunk, making him look even more dead inside.

He stared daggers into your eyes, sharp eyes.. Almost as sharp as his signature blade.

He reached down and ripped the knife out, dust and blood coating it, he simply wiped it off with a red handkerchief, then returned it to its sheath within his coat.

"He didn't hurt you, did he...?" He asks slowly, scanning your face, finger running down the side of your cheek, tenderly.

You shake your head, fearfully, shaking even more in his grasp.

He sighs dreamily, his hands cupping his out face, his eyes becoming half lidded.

(Aka the yuno gasai face)

"Oh my muse.. You have no idea how much it raged me, seeing him trying to touch you. So, he had to go!" He giggled. "After all, no one touches what's mine.. And gets away with it."

Your eyes widen. "..what..?"

His eyes twinkled. "You belong to me silly, I thought you already knew that! Silly girl!"

"I.. I don't belong to anyone.." You say, but your blood ran cold when his lifeless gaze burned into your eyes again.

Amour quickly pins you to the brick wall, his claws digging into your wrists. "Yes you do! You belong to me! You were mine as soon as our eyes met! Are you really that stupid!?"

Your noses were touching now, he grit his teeth as he spoke.

"You are mine, and mine to own! Don't you realise that!?" He shouts, horns beginning to glow, along with his eyes.

His wings trapped your shivering form.

"... If you want to leave me.. Than you cannot continue living.." He says blankly, reaching back into his coat for his blade.

You gasp. "No no! Please! I'll be yours!"

He sadly smiled. "Its far too late for that my muse.. It was nice knowing you.. I'll never forget you.." A tear falls down his cheek as the knife enters your chest.

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A red headed girl was running into the school, trying to make it to her class before the bell rang.

But, however she ended up landing on top of someone. "Oh my gosh I'm so sorry!"

The figure below her, wore a blind fold, it was f/c, with some dazzling gold swirls, a single red heart was in the center.

"Its quite alright.. Do not worry about it.~"

She smiles and helps him up. "Thank for understanding! I'll see you around!" She quickly runs around the corner.

The skeleton begins to chuckle, and grabs a stained, steel blade and slowly walks after her, his smile widening.

"Here we go again.~"

End...?...?..?