(Un) Fortunately the Yandere is Not After Me

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It seemed that things had finally begun to settle down in Arata's life. After the elections, he was able to return back to the status quo among the student council and his friends. All except for one major detail.

That being his relationship with Ichiri appeared to be put on pause. It turned out that losing the elections hit her harder than they expected. She couldn't even look at him whenever their paths crossed during school. The girl even resigned from the library committee after everything was said and done.

He felt really bad about how things ended up, since it was because of him that she did all those things. When she ended up losing in the presidential elections, the girl must've felt she no longer was good enough for him. Though It was clear her feelings were still strong for her senior.

What was he supposed to do with her? Was there anything he could do that could help fix things? Arata was not a fan of having this feeling inside of... Whatever this down feeling was. He didn't like how his mind couldn't move past the bad thoughts. It was no wonder that he tried to avoid conflict so much.

Right now, he was laying down in his bed. Time was moving along slowly as he only had his thoughts for entertainment. There was a knocking on the door, to which he made zero effort to head downstairs in order to open. After all, his mother was down there and more than willing to meet their guests first.

"Arata!" He heard her call out his name. "One of your friends is here to see you." Her tone gave away that it was one of the girls. "She'll be right up there. So I hope you're not already enjoying yourself up there." Why did this lady live to try and tease her son like this? Quickly, he got himself out of bed and straightened up his shirt. The least the boy could do was make himself presentable to his guest.

"Don't worry, I wasn't..." He opened his door first to greet them. He was surprised at the one who came to visit him. After all this time, he would've assumed it to be someone like Matsu, Misei, even Erina. However... "Akiba?"

"Hello." She politely greeted him. "I'd like to enter your room, if that's okay?"

"Sure, go ahead." He answered, but what he wasn't expecting from her response was to quickly sneak inside. Akiba pushed right through him, placing the young boy in between her and a wall.

"Wh-what are you doing?" He quietly said. She was so close to him right now, a hand was over his chest and another over her mouth to tell him to be quiet. The girl looked over to the door that she closed behind them, waiting patiently for sounds of his mother potentially coming up the steps.

Meanwhile, his heart was racing from the contact between them. He could see her face in clear detail. There wasn't a single blemish, and her fair skin glowed from the sunlight coming from his window. She might appear to be a perfectly normal teenage girl to many at school, but that didn't mean no one thought she wasn't beautiful. And right now, Arata was given that beauty pushing right up into his tightening chest.

Finally, she stepped back from him. Content that they'd be alone in his room and safe from any eavesdroppers.

"Ugh!" She also spoke up in a rather disgusted tone. "I can't believe her." It turned out that Akiba had arrived her to rant about some problems she was having. Something rather unusual, seeing as they normally messaged each other over the phone. This was to be expected seeing as he had offered to listen in when she was feeling that rage of hers build up.

Honestly, as bad as this situation might've sounded. Arata kind of enjoyed talking with her like that. It was refreshing to speak so openly, candidly about ones feelings. She may have sounded upset, but it was also a relief. Certainly better than those small moments where she'd take her revenge on him. Such as the volleyball incident, or the water bucket when they cleaned the pool.