Context: You’ve planned this date with him for months! Finally,you’ll have your first date with him! Everything needs to be perfect, perfect! You hope he appreciates what you’ve done for him!

Monetization: It’s perfectly ok to monetize and record any of my scripts, you can change pronouns and stuff around too! Just please remember to credit me!

Warnings: Blood, Mentions of Murder, threats of torture, violence, abuse, the listener is the yandere, the speaker is unwilling, kidnapping, knives, forced cuddles, reverse comfort, all the stuff you’d see from a regular yandere audio tbh except the roles are reversed, btw im serious about these warnings dear god please read them

A/N: If any lines in this script make you uncomfortable, please skip them! Please don't feel forced to record any lines you don't want to record!

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || YOU ARE HERE

GOOD ENDING || BAD ENDING

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DISCLAIMER: Neither the author nor the voice actor condone the kind of behavior displayed by the listener in this roleplay. The listener is not meant to be a good person. Please remember that this is a work of fiction and should not be replicated.

~Script Start~

[Rain and thunder ambiance]

[your love can be heard crying]

“... M-mom… Dad… I… I want to go home…”

“But how…? I’ve… gotten better, but the rain is going to make it hard… I don’t even know where I am… how far away I am…”

“Ahh… this wound on my chest… it… it hurts…”

“These makeshift bandages aren’t going to last for much longer…”

[door is slammed open]

“Gah!”

“Oh… h-honey, y-you’re home…”

[bed creaks as you sit down next to him]

“D-did you… get what you needed…?”

[pause]

“You want to see my wound?! Y-you’re not going to do anything else to it, a-are you?! P-please don’t…!”

[pause]

“I’ve been p-punished already?”

[pause]

“You… you went to get bandages…?”

[pause]

“Okay. I’ll let you treat my wounds…”

[pause]

“What?! No! I-I can take my own shirt off! Don’t– I can do it…”

[pause]

“Don’t… don’t look disappointed… just… do what you came to do, alright…?”

[rustling noises]

“... D-Don’t stare like that. It’s… n-not scary, just embarrassing…”

“Ah… yes, h-here.”

[you carefully take apart the makeshift bandages]

“... Why did you pause?”

[pause]

“Wh-what do you mean it’s beautiful?! It’s a scar on my chest! It—!”

[gasp]

“No! No, I’m not disagreeing! I’m not, I swear!”

[pause]

“Thank you… thank you… I… just get it over with…”

[continuous rustling noises]

“Um… can I ask… why me?”

“Out of all people… why did you fall in love with me…? Someone who– who isn’t even all that… all that handsome or–”

[rustling noises stop]

[slap]

“Ah!”

“You– why did you do that!?”

[pause]

“Y-You think I’m… perfect…?”

“Then– then why did you slap me?!”

[pause]

“You… don’t want me to say that about myself…?”

[pause]

“Y-You’ll hurt anyone who says anything bad about me?! But– that’s not–!”

[you grab his hand]

“Ah! Okay, okay! I– I won’t say things like that again…”

“P-Please don’t do anything to me…”

[pause]

[he sighs in relief]

“Thank you… thank you… *sniffle*”

[you kiss his forehead]

“Ah– did you just– *hic* k-kiss my forehead…?”

[pause]

“I-I’m not… I’m not crying…”

“I’m sorry, I just–! I…”

[pause]

“It’s okay…? Thank you… thank you so much…”

[you finish up his bandages]

“Um… *sniff* yes, it– it does feel a little better.”

“You– you did a good job.”

[he takes a deep breath to compose himself]

[he puts his shirt back on]

“Wow, you looked really happy about that compliment…”

“All I really did was thank you for helping me.”

[pause]

“You– you have a gift for me?”

“It’s not anything gross, right? Y-You didn’t kill anyone again, right?!”

[pause]

“No…? You’re in a good mood?”

[you unlock the handcuff around his ankle]

“Huh? You’re… unlocking it?”

“Wh-why?”

[pause]

“... A Dinner date?”

“You… you got dinner for us?”

[pause]

“... It would have been better if it were sunny right now…?”

(under his breath) “I wish it were sunny too…”

[pause]

“N-No, darling. I didn’t say anything. I promise.”

[you grab his hand]

“Ah! H-Hey, hold on!”

[you start leading him downstairs]

“I– I can walk by myself, you– you don’t need to grab my wrist like that–!”

“Please– l-let go!”

[pause]

“... Am I scared of you…?”

“Y– yes– I mean, no, I mean, I just–”

[shaky breath]

“... You… you c-carved your initials… onto my chest… the last time you grabbed my wrist…”

[pause]

“... Hold your hand instead…?”

“... I– I can do that. I can do that.”

[he grabs your hand. You continue to lead him to where you’re going to eat]

“You look really excited about this…”

[you reach the dining room]

“... Oh wow.”

“You… you did all this for me?”

[pause]

“Um… yeah, I– I like it.”

(under breath) “The candles are a bit much, though.”

[pause]

“S-Sure… I’ll sit down with you.”

[he sits]

“H-how long did this take you…?”

[pause]

“You’ve been planning this for months?!”

“E-Ever since you first fell in love with me?!”

[pause]

“Um… it’s… f-flattering, I guess.”

[pause]

“Ah, you’re welcome, I guess…”

[you start serving the food]

“What would I like to eat…? Um… one of everything, I suppose…”

[sounds of utensils]

“You have so much you want to do with me…?”

“L-like what?”

[long pause]

“That’s… surprisingly normal…”

[pause]

“O-Okay not that one! I don’t want to murder anyone with you!”

[pause]

“No! I-I don’t know if you’ve realized it, but murdering someone because they- they talked to the person you love isn’t normal behavior!”

“I don’t even know how many people you’ve killed because of me…”

[pause]

“... Protecting me…? You don’t– you don’t protect me by… killing the people around me…”

[pause]

“*gasp* No! No, I– you were protecting me! You were protecting me…”

“... Please calm down…”

[pause]

“You’ll- you’ll forgive me if I kiss you…?”

“... Okay, okay…”

[he hesitantly kisses you]

“... Was that good enough…?”

[pause]

“... You look way too pleased about that…”

[pause]

“Oh, you- you want to feed me again…?”

“I can eat on my own… b-but if you want to, you can… I just– thought you might want to eat your own food. L-like a real dinner date…”

[pause]

“(under breath) Thank goodness.”

[pause]

“No, I didn’t… say anything. Let’s just eat dinner…”

[sounds of silverware]

“This is… now that I’m looking more closely, it’s all my favorite foods.”

[pause]

“Oh… right. You’ve been stalking me. So of course you know where I like to eat…”

“But um… it’s nice to eat these things again…”

[pause]

“Once you know you can trust me, we’ll go eat at those places for real…?”

“I… I see.”

[pause]

“My cold? Yes, it’s better now, thanks to you.”

“You… you took care of me, I guess…”

[pause]

“I… I love you too…”

[pause]

“I’m sorry, I just…”

[pause]

“Can… can I have a hug…?”

[you eagerly throw your arms around him]

“Ah! You—!”

[pause]

“No… this… this was what I wanted… this is nice…”

“Thank you.”

[the quiet sound of keys]

[he tries to pull away]

“Let’s… let’s eat, okay?”

[pause]

“Yes… thank you for… preparing this for me.”

[he slips the keys into his pocket]

~END~

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