r/Yanderes

So there is this person at the school I go to and she is just so perfect for me, I obsess over her all the time and she looks really pretty, shes kind and also funny, the thing is, shes just out of my league socially, shes one of the popular girls and I'm one of the loners who are obsessed with horror and thinks called "weird", I only stay with one friend group and barely speak to anyone outside of them, inside of lessons I barely talk to anyone and I'm just really unpopular/bullied, and I'm not sure if her funny comments/sarcastic remarks are her being rude to me because I am just so obsessed over her, I mean her hair, face, makeup, personality are just such my type, but I don't know if Im blinded by love to be loving her and brushing these comments off as jokes, I'm just so obsessed with her, she just seems so kind yet sometimes joins in on the bullying but its not as severe as the others, it's just lighthearted jokes we both sorta laugh about, idk anything about her as we live in completely different worlds, we get on the same bus and we sometimes talk with each other, I mean this girl (we'll call her Erin as I'm not revealing her real name) is just so pretty and I admire her so much, but I'm nervous to ask her out or even approach her as she's popular and I used to be popular but I'm now bullied for my past and personal stuff that happened years ago, not to mention, I just can't seem to fit in anywhere else from my friend group, yet Erin is just so kind and funny to me, but as I said again, I don't know if I could even approach her as we are in 2 seperate worlds and I'm not sure if those "jokes" are her bullying me, I'm really obsessed with her, but I don't know if I could even speak to her without her speaking to me first, this is backed up by the fact that in my opinion, I'm really ugly. Thanks for listening to my rant and I hope you all can give me advice on this situation

may break my bones but that's nothing compared to the death tones of being alone...

You

I hate these withdrawals,

the way I claw and shake

For you

It could never be fake

I'd crawl hands and knees just to please these growing needs

For you

These aches and shakes—

Gods, how long will this take?

You

Seeing and hearing things too,

like your voice on cue,

with the lovely shadow shaped like you

You

Just to feel your sin upon my skin,

humble the instinctive crumble from your absence

You

Bleeding from my eyes, without seeing under your careful disguise

Hooked—it's bad,

and I don't want rehab

The clock—its never-ending ticks

You.

You.

You...

I just need my eternal fix.

You

~

Our love will live like a landslide

Making the noise subside

So strong it changes the world around us itself

To them it's stone but to us it's home

We'll dance to the beat of the falling fleet

Wiping away any trace of what existed before

Closing every door

The rumble like a lullaby

It's just the start, rocking us slowly in each other's arms to decend into the heart

Until then...

I'll suffer in this supposed zen

Counting each lonely breath again and again

As hopes rise and fall without the sound of that tumble and crawl

Hunter Mandrake is a 19-year-old psychopathic escapee from the Richmond County Home for the Unwell in Rhode Island. From an early age, he was always considered “off” detached, unsettling, and disturbingly fascinated by violence. While other kids feared horror movies, Hunter studied them, drawn to the pain, fear, and brutality they portrayed. His first serious childhood injury awakened something deeper: a masochistic fixation that would only intensify over time.

Unable to connect with others and increasingly isolated, Hunter became the outcast. His parents, unable or unwilling to deal with him, eventually sent him away to the institution. There, his sense of alienation hardened into something darker. He longed for connection especially love but constant rejection twisted that desire into obsession. What began as loneliness gradually spiraled into a yandere-like fixation on control, attachment, and possession.

As the years passed, Hunter evolved into something far more dangerous. He became a calculating and methodical killer, taking pleasure not just in violence, but in the psychological domination of his victims. He embodies traits of antagonism deceptive, manipulative, callous, exploitative, and arrogant. Despite this, he can appear outwardly charismatic. His extraversion allows him to engage and disarm others, using charm as a weapon to lure and control.

Hunter’s personality is paradoxical. He is highly conscientious organized, patient, and deliberate capable of planning his actions with precision. At the same time, he exhibits extremely low neuroticism, remaining calm and composed even in chaos. Beneath it all lies a complete absence of empathy, paired with grandiosity and a belief in his own superiority.

His masochistic tendencies eventually manifested into something unnatural: a regenerative ability that makes him nearly impossible to kill. Hunter can recover from fatal injuries and, through sheer willpower, force himself back to life. Death itself has become meaningless to him something he can resist or reject entirely. This power only deepened his descent into megalomania, reinforcing his belief that he is unstoppable.

While on the run from law enforcement, Hunter began stalking NSFW content creators through a stolen Twitter account, “CollinGree6721.” After taking control of the account, he discovered its original owner was connected to a mysterious group known as the Coalition of Collins. Intrigued, Hunter investigated further and uncovered the existence of the multiverse and, more disturbingly, a counterpart of himself: Collin Green Jr.

Driven by curiosity and ambition, Hunter attempted to infiltrate the Coalition. However, his deception was uncovered almost immediately. Collin Green himself intervened and had Hunter arrested before he could fully embed himself within the group.

Now, Hunter Mandrake is once again on the run but this time, not just from law enforcement. He is loose within the multiverse, armed with near-immortality, a fractured mind, and an ever-growing obsession with power, control, and identity across infinite realities.

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Long story short i ranted about my life :

My dad only wanted a girl but I was born as a boy. They dressed me up as a girl until I was about 3-4 years old and then it got obvious that I couldn't be a girl and he started abusing me alot. Then they had another baby and it was a girl and she got cherished like royalty while I didn't even get crumbs. He'd beat me , shock me , crush my hands in case door hinges , lock me in closets for days , starve me, hide my books, threaten me stuff like "he'll break my limbs and throw me in a dustbin alive in a faraway city " . All the while I watched my sis get absolutely cherished for existing . My mom would stand up for me initially but he'd just fight her too and she stopped caring after a while too . One day she got into a huge fight with him and the next day she left with my sis leaving me alone with that monster for 2 months as a 5-6 year old and he'd blame me for everything,make me do all the house work , make me wear girl clothes even touch me like a girl and abuse me alot , i don't even remember most of the stuff he did . About 2 months later my mom came back and he just acted like all that stuff to me never happened. The abuse continued and eventually he was making me do his corporate modules, crm reports and stuff for like 8 hours a day during Covid and that included adult work place ethics quizes , yk stuff designed to train bank branch managers being forced upon a 12 year old and if i messed up something I was abused and slept in the closet without food . Once I tried child helpline but they just came and took bribes money and left and I got 4 broken fingers that night because I called the child helpline . I've never been healthy too I was always sick and no one took care of me I was going to tumour treatments alone as a 16 year old too . I have chronic pain in my entire lower body since childhood and they never got it checked because it was me who was hurting . I once accidentally slipped up about my dad being toxic to a friend and he black mailed me for the rest of school life (2 years) . Not to mention I got severe puberphonia for 3 years , to the point even teachers would visibly laugh hearing my voice and it got me bullied and sexually assaulted too and my dad absolutely mocked my manliness because of it. I stopped speaking altogether because of it and yeah life's Just one big hell I haven't touched a human for months, my last human touch was a nurse taking a blood sample from me and that was last year because I had severe dengue and was fainting alot. He forced me to keep long hair so he could use it as torture too like he'd force wash my very long hair with cloth detergent and then blow dry it and and yank a comb through than mess completely dry no conditioner no shampoo no oil just nothing, it hurt like crazy because of all the tangles and my scalp was already dried from the detergent . Also he's very religious and respected in society so no one would ever believe me . I was constantly abandoned at random places as a kid too .

I desperately need someone who won't leave me , i am very clingy , get jealous easily and insecure but I'm not the yandere type I'll just spiral internally and overthink everything . Idc if they are abusive as long as they keep me around for the rest of my pathetic life