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This is a teaser of the yandere Matsuri fic where you don't take her advances seriously. I'm about 50% done.
Matsuri is an odd person. There is no arguing it. From what you heard about her and your experiences from interacting, it’s clear as day that she’s very different. Although it’s not a bad thing, her eccentric behavior makes her fun to hang out with even if that same behavior can make any situation awkward.
The first time you met her, you didn’t think too much about it. Sure you heard of her exploits and sexual harassment against her fellow co-workers but they seemed to be in jest plus you’re a guy, there’s no way she’d try something like that on you. Imagine the scandals. But how you were so wrong. Your first meeting was fun, you introduced yourself and hit it off really early, you both were interested in the same things and managed to talk for hours on end. Overall it was good and that she would make for a good friend. It was only when you were parting is when she suggested a goodbye hug. You weren’t one to necessarily turn down a hug so you brought it in. She was the first to slink her arms your chest and nuzzled into it. Due to the height difference you could only stretch your arms down around her neck. It for sure wasn’t the type of hug you were expecting on the first meet but you weren’t complaining, it was tight and snuggly. Matsuri squeezed you as hard her little frame could while you gave her a few awkward pats on the back. Although in the back of your head, it did feel a teensy bit scandalous hugging an idol in such a way. Only then you felt one of her hands slowly slide down from your shoulder blade, going further and further, past your waist and belt until she stopped at your ass, then she began to grope one of your cheeks real aggressively, it almost hurt with hard she squeezed and she was playing with it as if were play-do. A few seconds later she brought her other hand down to rest upon your other cheek and was fondling your ass with great interest. Her head was still buried into your chest but you could hear heavy panting coming from her and a wet patch forming on your t-shirt. You stayed like that for at least a minute before she probably realized what she was doing and broke off the hug. She had a faint blush on her cheeks and some drool hanging from the corner of her mouth but otherwise acted as if nothing ever happened and just said her goodbyes but you just stood there speechless. Even to this day you don’t know what to make of that hug, it was such a bizarre moment that will never forget, no one has groped you before, especially in such a sexual manner. Even now you still can’t decide whether you should feel violated or flattered. You wanted to bring up to her but there was no easy way to do so. You couldn’t just walk up to her ask her why she groped your ass like that so you just decided to leave be. As serious as sexual harassment is, it strangely didn’t bother you too much, not to say it didn't bother you. Maybe there is something wrong with you.
