yin & yang, ririka x oc

𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 / can't take it anymore

Standing behind her open locker door.

Sitting next to her in the cafeteria, slurping ramen.

Peering over her shoulder to see what she was watching.

At first it was cute, the Vice President trailing after a mere student. After two days of this, it got irritating. And Y/n was on the verge of snapping. 'Why does she want to follow me around? Like a stalker?!? What is-'

"Where are you going after school?" Ririka unknowingly interrupted Y/n's ranting thoughts.

The e/c-eyed girl sighed in response. 'Is she going to try to follow me home, as well?!?'  She asked herself exasperatedly. "I'm going home."

"Fine, and-"

That was it. Y/n could not take being bombarded with questions constantly for 36 hours.

"Ririka! Why are you-" The h/c-haired woman exploded, turning around and veering forwards. Accidentally, she knocked the fragile young woman to the floor in the process.

"O-ouch!" Ririka squeaked, and a single theater mask dropped onto the floor. It made a clattering sound, and then rested face-up.

Y/n slowly looked up to meet the eyes of the face underneath, and couldn't believe what she saw.

"Oh my gosh, Miss Vice President! I-I'm sorry! Gomen-nsai!!"  Y/n yelped, stuttering. Ririka's terrified and shocked sky-blue eyes bore into Y/n's soul. Her lips and cheeks were a peachy blush, her skin a perfect porcelain. She had delicate and dainty features, and light blonde eyelashes that gave her an angelic glow.

She looked like a goddess, and Y/n couldn't believe why anybody would wear a mask over such a pretty face.

"Ririka-san, you look like... like-"

"The President?" Ririka sighed, standing up and holding the mask against her breasts. She looked downwards, her bangs covering her eyes. Her mouth held a tiny frown. "I-I know..."

"So you guys are twins?!? Ohmygosh- I never thought President Kirari would have a twin!" Y/n exclaimed. "I've always wanted a twin!!"

"But..." Her eyes narrowed, her tone of voice changing dramatically. "That doesn't explain why you wanted to follow me around..."

Ririka's eyes clenched tightly, and she sighed. She quickly tried to slip her mask over her face, but Y/n's arm reached out and grabbed her wrist. The motion shocked her.

It was no use keeping up a charade any longer. "Kirari wanted me to follow you around, I-"

"What? Why?"

"She wanted to learn m-more about you, I'm sorry..."

"Oh." Y/n looked downwards, staring at her feet. "Well, w-why do you need to do what Kirari says?"

The question was much simpler than the answer.

"Because I'm the Vice President, and she's the-"

"No, beyond that. Why are you around at her beck and call?"

"Y/n-san, you don't understand my family..." Ririka said meekly, looking upwards at her with desperate eyes. "I'm not someone that is..."

"-that is.." her voice dropped, "wanted."

"Do you know why I agreed to the bet?" The e/c-haired girl tried to meet Ririka's eyes. A brazen sort of confidence rushed through her, and it exhilarated her.

"Because I like having you around, Ririka-san. You are wanted. By me!" She paused, smiling slightly. A blush spread across her face. "I think... that I'm in love with you."