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Chapter 2 - The App

Three Months Later:

I have been holed up in my room ever since being rejected by Haruka. She put a restraining order on me. That fucking whore never truly loved me.

One day I'll make her pay for tricking me. Fucking bitch. Now, because of her, I can't get help I never needed in the first place, because no therapist will take me in as a patient.

What a bitch, ruining everything for me. One day, I'll strip her naked, put a leash around her neck, and drag her around like a dog for everyone to see what kind of bitch she really is... the betraying one.

I think I'm depressed. Pshh... me? Depressed? What am I saying? I think I'm losing my mind. Quitting my job, staying with my parents, and doing nothing all day is eroding my sense of self.

I wish I had never agreed to do any therapy. Not only does it not help, it has made my life far worse than it was before. I groaned as I sat up on the bed.

"I gotta pee..."

As I said that, I was about to slip off the bed and go to the bathroom when my phone rang. Probably spam. Even so, I checked just in case Father wasn't texting me.

I switched on my phone and immediately narrowed my eyes at the app downloading itself on my phone.

"Is it a virus? No, my phone should be protected from something amateurish as that, unless I somehow pissed off someone really good."

The app finished downloading and installing itself. I watched in awe at the level of skill it would take to hack into an encrypted cell like my own. I don't claim to be the best, but I know my way around computers not to be hacked even by the best.

I was cautious about unprotected porn sites—that's why I even spend my free time developing my own adult games to masturbate to, based around my own taste, as I learned long ago how dangerous porn sites can be.

I looked at the self-installed app and was curious about why it was a blank icon with nothing distinguishing about it. Though cautious, I was curious what would happen were I to open it.

Curiosity got the better of me, so before I could think things through, I opened the app. Immediately, a message of the app's terms and conditions popped up.

I decided to read the fine print before signing up to something that might be illegal or endanger my life.

Welcome, Yui Arakawa, to the life-changing Custom Girlfriend App!

This revolutionary app will give you a whole new sense of freedom, possibility, and satisfaction in your daily life.

We have specifically selected you as our lead beta tester for your city, and we know you will do amazing things with this opportunity.

To accept this offer and enjoy countless opportunities this app will present to you, select the [ACCEPT] button below.

Select [DECLINE], and this app will be removed from your phone and the opportunity will be presented to another candidate.

From this alone, I know the person who created this app knows me, and I wasn't chosen at random. The smart thing I should do was to decline and forget about whatever this is, but I wasn't smart at the moment.

I was potentially depressed, unmotivated, lonely, and most likely self-destructive. I clearly needed something to distract me from all the negativity in my life.

I pressed [ACCEPT] and was brought to a new world of endless possibilities... well... not really. What the fuck is this?

[Press anywhere on the screen and your phone's camera app will open. Use the app to take a picture of any girl near you.]

An instruction? To what end...? Actually, from the name of the app and the instruction alone, I believe I have an inkling what this is about. If this is what I think it is, then... the possibilities, my loneliness, revenge—everything will be swiftly handled.

I started to mull over who to take a picture of. I didn't have any friends, nor was I confident in walking up to a stranger and asking to take a picture of them. That would be weird.

As I fell into deep thoughts, my room's door suddenly opened. I immediately snapped away from my reverie and instinctively hid the phone.

At the door was my bratty younger sister by five years.

"Hey, idiot, dinner's ready."

She said with a sneer and was about to walk off.

"Wait!"

I stopped her from leaving on impulse. She turned around and looked at me. Disgust flashed in her eyes as she did.

I was used to that look. It no longer bothered me as it used to.

"What?"

She asked, tone dripping with contempt for having to speak with me for longer than was needed.

My right hand clenched into a tight fist. She pissed me off more than she'll ever know. I flashed her a dark smile as I said,

"Say cheese."

"What?"

I took a picture of her confused expression.

"Hey, what the fuck is wrong with you? Delete that now!"

But now that I got what I needed, her presence was no longer welcomed.

My eyes narrowed as she walked into my room with the intent to take my phone away from me.

"Rina, stop right there,"

I said in a commanding tone.

She didn't listen.

"I said stop right there, now!"

I raised my voice. Surprised, she listened.

"Get the fuck out of my room before I do something I'll regret."

Her eyes flashed with the intent to fight, but the look in my eyes made her rethink her next move. She clicked her tongue and walked away, saying,

"Whatever. Just keep the pic. You can jerk off to it for all I care, bitch."

She walked out, not even closing the door behind her. My heart was racing, as I had never talked to her like that. She'll probably report me to Dad, but it was worth it.

I looked down at my phone as I let out a shaky breath, anticipating what was going to happen now that I had followed the instructions.

It loaded for a second and showed a perfect miniature Rina and her information down below.

Character Profile:

Name — Rina Arakawa

Age — 18

Sex — Female

Sexuality — Straight

Experience — None

Kinks — Vanilla

Relationship Status — Two-Year Boyfriend

Fears — Seen Naked at School

Secret Hobbies — Reading Romance Novels

Personality Trait — Outgoing

Below her profile was the Customization Screen of varied options of what I could update or should I say change about Rina. It was lewd, dirty, and surprisingly... evil.

As I read through the explanation of what I was looking at, the more horrified I became, while at the same time, the more excitement coursed through me like a never-ending dopamine rush.

My hands were shaking. My face was all sore, that's when I realized I had been smiling all this time. The longest I have ever smiled, as far back as I could remember.

This was it. My second chance to get back at everyone who ever crossed me. I was going to have fun with all of them, Rina, stepmother, the therapist, and more.

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