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Läser lite Weeaboo stories, tänkte dela med mig av de som är någorlunda värda att läsa!
they might be long, but wth
Submit Anon: Hambeast Narutard obsessed over me
Names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Okay, looking back at my middle school years, i was a closet anime fan. I liked black butler, lucky star, and mainly elfen lied. However, there was one person who liked anime a little too much…
For the sake of the story, we’ll call her R. R was a hambeast, narutard, had awful hygiene, and barely showered. She would always come to school wearing either cat ears, a naruto headband, or naruto’s jacket. She was a weeaboo, and would harass all the japanese students that had the misfortune of running into her.
Anyway, I tried my best to avoid R at all costs. I had heard awful things about her, so it was logical to avoid contact with her altogether. But one day, my luck ran out. I was sitting at a table with my friends, -they’re not really into anime- and she came over. Konichiwa!! R had a very high pitched voice, like a chipmunk. Unfortunately, i was reading a naruto manga that day. She literally screamed in our faces when she noticed me reading it.
"Oh…… my……. god!!!" I love naruto! sasuke is so kawaii desu, if anyone of you touch him, i’ll kill you! R had this crazy look in her eyes, and she wasn’t joking around. Now, we should have kicked her from the table, but we were too scared to do anything. Thankfully, the bell rung and we had to go to class.
When it was time to go home, i saw R standing outside of the entrance of the school, staring a hole in me. I noticed her, but i didn’t do anything. I start walking home, and out of NOWHERE R comes FLYING toward me. "Awww, you remind me of sasuke-kun!! you’re going to be my cute little shota, wherever you like it or not." Giving her tone, she wasn’t fucking around. I say "no thanks" and ran the fuck home. Somehow she manged to get my cell phone number, and would text me every single day. EVERY SINGLE DAY. She would go on about how she had this outfit for me, how i would be her slave, and how she would just own me.
Whenever it was time to leave, R would always wait outside, looking for me. She would scream in people’s faces saying "have you seen my sasuke-kun, where is he!" She even beat up one person when he said he didn’t even know who i was. But the last straw was when R showed up at my house….
It was a saturday, and i hear the doorbell ring. I opened the door and guess what R was doing? She was panting really hard, as if she was running for her life. Like i said before, R is a hambeast, so she looked like she was about to keel over and die. She said to me, I finally found you, sasuke-kun! Now let me come inside, and be the cute little shota you are! I slammed the door, but she managed to get inside, she almost broke the door down. She got on top of me, kissing and licking my neck, -which was a awful sensation, but for her it was a turn-on. She even tried to get my clothes off, to no avail. Thankfully, my older brother was there, and he bodily removed the narutard off me. My bro told R if she ever even THINKS of coming to our house or touching me again, he’s going to beat the shit out of her. R started crying, like bawling her eyes out, but she managed to carry her out of shape body all the way home.
After that, R hasn’t laid hands on me since. Every time she sees me, she turns her head. She made a few friends even more weeby than her, and they just stalk all the japanese kids they can find. I barely see R now. Thank god!
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