“Have fun with this one.” Maria hated that phrase with a burning passion, because it meant the yandere she’d just been assigned was going to be especially difficult to break. Whether it be from some bimbonic delusion, extreme arrogance, some smartass who thinks they can gaslight her into letting them go or what have you.
“Alright, state your name.“
”Don’t tell me what to do, you little bitch! And stop fucking touching me, whore! I know I’m sexy as hell, but only my kitten-“
“Shut it.”
“What the fuck did you just say?! How DARE you-“ She yanked his hair roughly and grabbed his throat, squeezing it. It wasn’t tight enough to choke him, but it was tight enough for him to feel it.
“Listen well, you little brat. I’ve had a very long day, because I’ve been spending it dealing with spoiled, egotistical shitheads like you. It’s my job, and I’ve been doing it for 5 years. I know every single way to break a yandere, so don’t fucking test me and tell. Me. Your. Goddamn. Name.”
