Yandere Simulator Counselor Novels & Stories

3 > // AUTHOR: C. KANE My breath caught. Not Alexander’s name. Mine. My work. Living in a system that had been turned against me. “Here,” Anya pointed. “This function listens for the ring’s RFID token and the specific gesture. Right now, it only responds in sim.” My heart hammered. “Theoretically,” I said, voice steady, “if the ring was within handshake range of this terminal and the gesture executed, the system would prompt for action. In sim.”

“Look at how far I am, I can’t have a conversation with him like this!” “You’re doing fine talking to him now.” Jade shouted back. “Shut up!” Chia said before stuffing her mouth with rice. Jade chuckled. “Haha, she’s the tsundere type. Always gets angry for no reason because of the fact that she likes you but doesn’t want to admit it.” Matthew chuckled as well. Jade wrapped his arm around Matthew’s neck and pressed his finger on Matthew’s chest. “And you sir, are the dense type. I can tell.”

The woman's office was spacious, a fluffy rug blanketed the floors, the lights had been turned off and only some candle lights in its holder illuminated the room, the AC hummed soft air and a large cushion rested at a corner of the room, a bit apart from where the tea maker was kept. Yara said nothing except to sit still and stare blankly into space. She was aware of her environment, she was aware of the woman who had calmly been entertaining her silence for almost a month, she was aware of the reason she had come to her in the first place. She was aware that the woman, Chimereya also called Reya was her therapist ever since Toby's demise. It didn't make her speak. She hardly spoke anymore

"I want him or people around him to suffer because of his job," "That not possible, and you might have noticed it today cause it was your first day, but I've heard complain about him for months and his habit of mistreating his juniors, especially women, I mean look at you, he tally ruined the dress code of female waiter of family restaurant to booze bar," I said, not wanting to listen to any of her explanation. But looking at my sad face doesn't work for me. Even though I met her hours before, I hate her sad face. I want to smile. I sighed, "Fine if you care that much about that fool I'll pay his one-month salary in advance, that way he has enough to get through until he finds a new job and

She turned away, her disapproval palpable. I slumped back in my seat, exhaling heavily. "Hey, I was just trying to help," I grumbled, the words slipping out before I could stop them. Emilia rounded on me, her gaze searing. "Help? I'm a child. What did you think this was?" I shrugged, discomfort prickling under my skin. "I don't know. Bonding, I guess? Isn't that what this is supposed to look like?" A sneer curled Emilia's lips, the expression so jarring, so out of place on her young face that a chill raced down my spine. For a moment, I was reminded of Pennywise, that demented clown from the movie.

I thought we were okay all along kant no we have conflict I didn't even know about. "Mom" Me: yes baby oh you awake.? Yoli: I've been trying to call you and you keep zoning out are you okay.? Me: yeah I'm good baby I'm good. No ! I'm lying I'm not good at all I'm just trying to be strong for her Yoli: see.? You out again come on Sima talk to me. Me: yoyo what do you think yamisa's motive will be I mean we did everything for her so what now .

The girl who introduced herself as her roomie had the same exact dress on, so it probably didn't belong to Bonnie afterall. What did it matter anyway? “Why do keep talking to yourself, bro?" Kieran asked, nudging me. “Hey, let me be." I tried to shrug him off. “Who are you thinking of? Lena or your assistant? Who do you find hotter?" “None." I grunted. “They are not my type at all." “Oh yeah? I can see the lie in your eyes. Well, if ever you need any dating advice, you can always let me know. I'm good there."

VICTIMS OBJECT. Elias stared. Different versions answered differently. Rehabilitation. Containment. Refusal. Restorative process. Permanent boundary. The Successor declared: **INCONSISTENCY.** The simulations vanished. The eye looked down. **YOUR SYSTEM CANNOT PRODUCE RELIABLE OUTCOMES.** Elena replied: “It isn't supposed to.” Mira whispered: “Elena…” “No.” She stepped forward. “You think our lesson was better rules.” **YES.** “It wasn't.”

I pause, leaning closer to them, “I keep telling you, I got involved with a vampire and a werewolf. I’m talking about the outlaws, LH and AH, Professor Matteo and Rook the bully… they are not humans.” “Cat, tell us the truth, is boy problem driving you crazy? I can totally picture you throwing fists with your boyfriend,” Nabi says, nodding positively as if encouraging me to speak up. “I’m telling you the truth!” I yell, forcing out a rough sigh. “And I need a way out of this hellhole.” Nabi turns to face Yumeko and Tamara, pointing at me, “What she needs is therapy.” And they both nod energetically in agreement.

Chapter 114 The meeting: part 2 The Conference Room: Essence, Kymoni Syncere, Shawn, Jasmine, Leah, and Mrs. Reid: “Hello everyone, I am the school counselor , my name is Mrs. Reid. I'm sure President Harris informed you of the schedule and the general reasons behind, why you are required to attend these group counseling sessions. But I want to get everyone's name, major, and what year they are in thus far, starting with the gentlemen. I know they say ladies first, but since we out number you I will allow you to go first.” Mrs. Reid said smiling trying to break the ice. She looked at Syncere and Shawn to start. “Well my name is Syncere Jamison, My major is Sport Management, and I'm in my th