Yandere Simulator Pfp Novels & Stories

“First, I’ll create a fake profile. Give me a minute.” Viona and I watched as Drake’s fingers flew over his phone screen. After a few minutes, he turned the phone to show us. “Meet ‘Tyler’, 28, fitness enthusiast and dog lover.” The profile showed a handsome AI generated man with sandy blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. “Wow, that’s so realistic,” Viona breathed. “I’d swipe right.” Drake grinned. “That’s the idea. Now, let’s see if we can find Jake…” It took a few minutes of searching, but eventually, Drake located Jake’s profile. My stomach twisted as I saw the images of Jake with Amber carefully carefully cropped out.

As soon as she returned to the homepage, Alex posted a selfie of him in training. In the picture, Alex was wearing his signature silver round glasses with his dark grey hair neatly parted in three-seven. His fair skin and delicate features complemented each other perfectly, making him look extremely cute. He was undoubtedly the most charming video game player ever. Studying his flawless face, Xyla could finally understand why Alex had the most female fans in the entire gaming industry. How could a young girl not fall for someone so good-looking, talented in playing games, and had a strong background?

How else am I supposed to introduce you? Fuck buddies? Virgin taker? Hot wolf who bedded me but doesn’t want to mate me? I almost forgot how annoying two amped-up hommes can be during a pissing contest, and I don’t need this. “I’m her best friend, Simon. Her future mate.” Simon really does find the audacity from somewhere and extends a smarmy hand with a sudden cocky manner, like he’s using that pretend title to make himself more important. I am so not used to seeing such brazen yuck on him, like the boy has a full lobotomy right in front of me and adopts a whole other persona.

Elena's pov My headache pulsed in time with the elevator music as a girl chatted beside me. I flicked a glance in her direction, taking in her sleek brown ponytail and the tight McDonald's uniform and jeans that made her look more like a beauty queen than a part-timer. While I, on the other hand, look like a homeless person in my oversized hoodie and sweatpants. Way to go, Elena. I shifted my gaze to the elevator and took my long sip of my matcha, hoping I'd get to my floor as soon as possible.

I opened my mouth to reply but stopped when a look of shock settled onto her face. "Holy shit." She squeaked out and I followed her line of sight to see Justin walking in and close by his side, Savannah. They came over and Justin greeted everyone stood there, before smiling over at me. I smiled back at him before waving Savannah to come over to us. She came towards us, a shy smile on her face. Like me, she was wearing a dress; that was where the similarities ended. Her dress was candy-floss pink and was paired with ballet flats of the same colour. Raven, on the other hand, was wearing dark jeans and a nude lace-up top, paired up with heels.

After a few more unsuccessful candidates, finally a good profile appeared on the screen. “Hey, this guy looks quite interesting," Yuki said, pointing at the screen. "He's a graphic designer, likes animals and cooking. He has two pets. A golden retriever named Prince and a black cat named princess”. Yuki laughed. “Sounds like a family type of guy, and he has a pretty cute smile, a blonde Ken. What do you think?" Angela leaned in for a closer look. “He does seem like a good guy. And he doesn't look like Antonio, which is a plus.”

And started a new account. Then there was a blank field where I needed to create a username. I looked up at the ceiling, thinking, don’t overthink… and ran my thumbs over the keypad. In the username field I typed: Y E N A. And for the bio: Limited Release Plus-Size Eveningwear by Y E N A – Every Dress is Handmade & One of a Kind. I took a quick selfie. It was good. My hair was splayed all around my face, gold on a pink pillowcase that I then noticed matched my lipstick.

She turned and headed home, ignoring the young man, who looked at her again. The young man was Sir Damien, he took a picture of Arya and sent it to Anna to confirm if she was the one he came for. He had never meet Anna since their middle school, where he was basically someone who caused fear in her. During his early teen years, he had been diagnosed with the yandere syndrome and had to stay away from her. He received a text from Anna. “She’s the one. Go get her bro!” He smiled, getting back into his car.

“Yorrick, you’ve misunderstood me.” Mandy seemed to have seen someone, and a hint of smugness flashed across her eyes. She then raised her hand and waved. “Sherrie.” Yorrick turned his head and looked over. And when he saw the woman’s face, which gradually became clearer as she walked past a street light while approaching them, he froze in place and loosened his arm that was embracing Xyla’s waist. “Sharon...” Xyla turned to look at him and then glanced at the woman whose facial features looked extremely delicate and beautiful. Her facial features seem to have been artificially shaped as they were too good to be real, and they made her appearance look highly aggressive.

Kim put down her cup and stood up, with a sharp corner of her mouth, "You'd better worry about whether your sister will suffer." "Wow! So cool!" Yana sees Kim's cold ruthless look and instantly turns to fan girl mode. Kim already has the appearance of a cool fairy. For Yana, when the fairy acts cooler, the more heroic they appear. It's commonly known as aggressive. There are many female fighters in this circle, they are both salt and sweet, but not to be trifled with! Randy was worried, "Miss, do you really want to fight?" "Don't worry, boss. I've told you that she's pretty good at it."