Description refers to PILOT, the updated plot. The old ones uses retake of the YANSIM cast that has been abandoned while the PILOT and chapters forward are original story and characters that uses yandere simulator as the main inspiration.
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Wednesday || 5:00 AM
I immediately woke up and turn off my phone alarm, I need more sleep. A lot of things happened yesterday but I guess the nap make it up for it. I really jinxed it, didn't I?
I exhale, "I really wanna play videogames like last time." Ever since Ayato came in and is literally considering murder. I gained lots of stress and didn't have any free time for myself, I would be so glad that I saved Osano early but Amao is in the same week as he is.
Or maybe after Osano's, Amao's week immediately starts or we have to wait next week for it? I see a message on my phone from a number I'm not familiar with.
<[ I already left ] sent at 4:37 am
Ah, it must be Osano. I forgot to set him a nickname, I deleted his number and won't talk to him ever again. That is..
I do my usual routine. Cook, take a shower, change clothes. You know the drill, it's less quiet than last time because my parents are gone until tomorrow.
As I go my way to school I heard someone call out my name, I looked behind to see who it was. Brown short hair, mint cardigan. It's Amao? What does he want from me?
"Hey! You're the girl from last time, since we go to the same school." He waves his hand at me, Let's walk together!" as he catches up to me.
I stopped walking and just stared at him, 'I don't wanna get close to the rivals at all' I didn't reply.
I ignored what he said and continued walking, treating him as a nobody. Sorry about that but I don't wanna die.
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"So, what class are you in?" He follows me like a baby duck, I'm not sure if he's ignoring that I'm ignoring him or he's just plain stupid.
"..." I didn't answer him, continued my walking. "I'm from class 2-2!" He exclaimed, I feel bad. He seems glad talking to me.
"...haha.." He notices that it's getting awkward, "you're not much of a talker, aren't you?" I shrugged my shoulders, that should let him know. I was starting to feel bad that I wasn't answering his questions.
