The Murderer for Love | Yandere Simulator | AyanoxOka

Chapter One - A New Best Friend?

Ayo! It's FINALLY Monday. If it was a really long wait, I sincerely apologize. My writing takes a little longer because I go through lots of people to peer edit my fanfic, and it takes a while to write sometime. But here's an update! Enjoy! 

(And to remind again, I do not own these characters.) >w<
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I sat in my dark room, reading. A pile of homework was stacked up on my desk. The fan blew, blowing a few off. I did nothing about it. I continued reading, it was a sad book. I heard from people that it was supposed to make you cry. I didn't cry. I didn't feel anything at all. I continued reading, the little tiny white light shining into it, helping me read. There were crickets chirping outside, they annoyed me. I disregarded it and continued to read. I picked up the dull black bookmark and placed it in my book. I stood up and walked over to my desk. The wood on the floor was cold, it made a creaking sound as I took a step forward. I picked up the papers on the floor and put them on the desk. Red ink written on all the tests and homework. 100, 100, 100, 100, nonstop. I glanced at the time, it was seven. Time to eat. I exited out the room. The door was recently polished, so it was smooth. My dumb parents couldn't even think about repairing it back then. I walked over to the kitchen. The house was dark and eerie. No one was here except me. The slaps(steps) of my feet on the floor, as I walked to the fridge, echoed throughout the room.

There was no food in the fridge. I shook my head, and sighed. I turned and walked towards the cupboard and took out some cup noodles. And poured boiling water into the cup and heated it up. I took out some chopsticks and sat at the dinner table and ate. I took out my phone and scrolled through social media. "Hey, I heard there was going to be a transfer student. She's 16. She'll be in our class, let's prepare!" a post read. People already knew about my transfer. My parents had gotten sick of the bullying happening and transferred me out. Or should I say, my mom transferred me out. My dad had left her. He should've done so, long ago. Their relationship was so toxic, I didn't even understand my mom. She told me that in the future, I will understand. The thing is, I don't. I don't think I ever will. I despised her and will never stop. I hated her, for everything she's done.

I put down my chopsticks as I finished eating. I cleaned everything up and climbed back up the stairs. I opened my door and stepped inside my cold dark room. It was really boring. Life was dull and it never really meant anything to me. I sat down at my desk and pulled the stacks of homework and slid them into my black folder. It placed it in my bag, and climbed onto my bed. I stared at the boring white ceiling and thought to myself, "I'm worthless. I needed my MOM to transfer me out of that school. I wanted to show them that I was strong. But my mom showed them I was weak. I hate her. She did this to me. She ruined my life. I don't know what she did, but she did it." I sighed and rolled over. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

It was now morning, birds were chirping and the sun shone through my window. The alarm clock had been ringing for about ten minutes already. I grunted and turned the other direction. About five minutes later I jerked up and screamed to myself, "Sh*t! I'm about to be late!" I heaved myself out of bed and ran to the bathroom. I quickly brushed my teeth, and almost choked on water in the process. I rinsed my mouth and wiped my face with a towel. I ran down the stairs, almost falling in the process, and grabbed a piece of bread and placed it in the toaster. I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder. I ran back towards the kitchen and snatched the piece of toast. I placed it in my mouth and ran out the house. I locked the door behind me and dashed towards school.

Slap slap slap. I ran quickly. It was pretty warm since it was spring. Cherry blossoms blew down from the trees. The pink petals were floating everywhere, though I didn't take the time to admire it. I was still sprinting, and quickly turned the corner and dodged a puddle from last night's rain. Just as I dodged the puddle, I fell. I had slipped and toppled into the guy who had just exited their lawn. "Woah!" I yelled, we both fell down to the ground. The guy with black hair and black eyes stood up, and turned to me and smiled. "Hey, need some help?" he asked, giving me a hand. I smiled back and blushed a little. I took my hand and placed it in his. "Thanks," I said. At that moment when our hands touched. The world around me bursted with color. I felt happiness around him. I could feel things again. He gave me this feeling. A sudden outburst of happiness. The feeling of something warm. I needed him in my life. He was mine, and I have to protect him at all costs. We were up now, standing there awkwardly. "My name is Taro Yamada, you?" he said, smiling. We had started to peacefully walk to school. "My name is Ayano Aishi," I said, looking forward. My cheeks were pink, but my smile was huge. "You wanna be friends, Aishi-chan?" he asked. "Sure thing, Senpai," I said, looking him in the eyes. His eyes swirled with rich deep dark eyes. Despite the darkness laid the bright cheerful boy he was. His eyes were beautiful. What is this feeling? Is it love?

"S-senpai? I believe we're the same age, Aishi-chan," he said, stuttering. "Oh right, you seemed older to me," I said laughing. "H-hey! That's kinda mean!" he laughed along with me. I slapped him on the arm, "Deal with it dude." We continued walking, it seemed like forever. The time seemed to slow. I enjoyed every part of the time walking with him. "Hey, Aishi-chan," he said, looking at me nervously. "Yes, Yamada-kun?" I asked, looking at him. "You can call me Taro," he said, "It's not anything weird at all. We're friends, so I decided that it's best for you to call me Taro instead of my surname. I guess you can say that I open up very easily." "Oh I see. You can call me Ayano then," I said. I didn't really understand, was this the feeling of love. Or is this what making friends is like? Somewhere in my thoughts I heard my mom say, "This is love, Ayano. Embrace him, protect him. Do whatever it takes to avoid getting him taken away from you." Tsk. I hated my mother, but why do I hear her? "Don't listen to her, Ayano. You'll regret it. You mustn't do what she says. Your mom, she's bad news. I left her for a reason. I tried to escape when I was young. I couldn't. That's what I regret right now. Please listen to me," my dad's voice echoed in my head. Where was all this coming from? I started crying, right in front of Taro.

"Ayano! What's wrong?" he asked, panicking. "No it's nothing, Taro. I was just remembering painful memories," I said, looking away. I couldn't let Taro see that I was crying. "Oh, if you don't mind. Why don't you tell me instead? It helps get rid of the stress. I am your friend after all," he said, with a comforting smile. "Oh no. It's fine. Things are better just left unsaid," I said, with pain in my eyes. I wanted to tell him everything. I wanted to rely on him. But I can't. Why? We had reached the school gates. It was 7:11 AM, it was 15 minutes before class started. I guess I was running for no reason, I thought to myself. "Hey, what class are you in, Ayano?" he asked. "Uh, 3-A," I replied. "That's great! We're in the same class! I can introduce you to my childhood friend, Osana Najimi!" he said, excitedly. It was funny, when her name was said to me, my feelings for Taro Yamada completely changed. I guess it was the feeling of someone who finally cared about my existence. I could tell that Taro would become the bestest of friends. "I'm excited to meet her!" I said, And ship you with someone lol. We climbed up the stairs to the third floor and entered the classroom, 3-A. He opened the door, which made a really satisfying sound. Everyone looked at us. He stepped inside and made his way to his seat. He sat at the front of the classroom, on the left side near the windows. My teacher tapped my shoulder from behind. "Sensei?" I asked. "Yes, I am," she said, closing the door. We were outside the classroom and the bell was about to ring. "What's your name?" my teacher asked me, giving me a warm smile. Sheesh, was everyone at this school kind? "Uh yea right. My name is Ayano Aishi," I said. "Welcome to our school. Just introduce yourself to everyone when we step inside, got it?" she said. "Yes sensei," I said.

She slid open the door and stepped inside. She gestured for me to stay outside the classroom. "Ahem," she started. All the students scrambled to their seats. The window was slightly open and a cherry blossom petal flew inside. It landed on Taro's head. A few students chuckled upon noticing this. "Ah, Yamada-kun, it seems as though you're fated to love someone this year," the teacher commented. A few students laughed. Taro looked away embarrassed. "Ok, anyways students, there is a new student that will be joining us for the remainder of the year. You can come in now," she said. I walked inside the classroom, and faced the students. I saw Taro and waved at him. He waved back. A few students started to whisper because of this. "Hi, my name is Ayano Aishi. I come from a high school nearby. I hope we'll get along," I said, bowing. "Welcome Aishi-chan!" a girl said. She had purplish hair worn in curled pigtails. I nodded and looked at my teacher. "Aishi-chan, you may sit behind Yamada-kun and next to Najimi-chan. Both of you raise your hands for her to see," the teacher instructed. A girl with long orange hair worn in long pigtails raised her hand. I walked towards her and sat next to her. I took out my pens and papers. Along with my summer homework which was really painful to do. And class started.

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Phew, I finally got this over with, lol. Anyways, I want to inform people that the term 'senpai' is not someone of the same age. It means that they're older than you, for example: You're a ninth grader, and you're friends with a tenth grader. They are your senpai. To those who don't know, you have learned something new. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed!
-chocowolfie >w<