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If I'm Male, I Can Avoid a Yandere, Right?

Cold horror gripped my heart when I finally admitted out loud: I'm in a dating sim filled with yanderes. I quickly sat up. As much as I love the game and enjoyed the characters, there's no way in hell will I follow any of the routes. All of them lead to pain and some even death! I don't want to die or get raped! But, I don't know if I'll be forced to. There's no neutral ending, after all, and even if there was, I don't think it would be any better than the other endings. What do I do? A light bulb lit up. If I'm male, I can avoid a yandere, right? Getting transported into a dating sim is a girl's wish! But, as they say, be careful what you wish for. Our female lead, who goes by Haruka in her otome games, gets that wish. So, what's the catch? It's the game full of yandere characters and bad “good endings.” Thinking she'll go back to her world at the end of the game timeline, she decides she'll be a guy to bypass any affection. Smart, right? Silly girl forgets there is no neutral ending. She is the Main Character, and there is no escape. Updates: Uhhhh, I try, lol. Taking it at my own pace, which mean irregular updates. Warnings: Many curse words and some violence. Uh, gets a bit sexual later, but nothing extreme. Oh, and since I get people constantly trashing or complaining about my MC, I’ll warn you now that she is a “pushover.” A great target for yanderes, if you will. So leave if that isn’t your cup of tea, thank you. Discord Server: https://discord.gg/KPKrSKb (I give updates on updates) Twitter: @SkyHiLimits (as dead as me) And if you can’t get enough of this novel, check out my extras book! (that I should trying updating more…)

SkyHighLimits · Urbano
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102 Chs

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Once Tatsuya completely covered my vision, I looked up at him with distrust. Tatsuya kneeled so that our eye levels were equal. The ice cold stare I was use to was nowhere to be found. Instead, soft snow awaited me. I unconsciously swallowed.

"Haruka." Tatsuya looked down. When he moved his arm, I realized he was looking down at my hands. He went to reach for my hand but retracted. "Do you need my help?"

"Ngh." My throat suddenly closed up on me, and my eyes started to water.

Fuck, being asked if I need help is as bad as when I'm asked if I'm okay. The sudden wave of emotions that pour out when you're shown kindness in a moment of weakness is hard to stop.

I hate how ingrained it is in humans to feel relief at being able to rely on someone, even if it's a stranger or an enemy.