She followed you every place you went, every little inch of the world. She would follow you, it was like she was glued to you or something. There was no getting away from her.
But there were other things about her, that were odd. She would always cling to your arm like she was your girlfriend, or when you spoke to other girls. She would get this shady, dark type of look on her face. Always dragging you away during a conversation, you always scolded her lightly. When you would, she would say things such as.
"I'm sorry (y/n)."
"Sorry, I won't do it again."
But she always did it, over and over again. You had lost count of how many times she told you those exact words, you hated that you kept on believing her. Ochako was just too innocent and cute, to be mean or harsh to.
Today, Ochako had invited you over to her place. Just to hang out, maybe watch a movie, and talk. The usual.
You gently knocked at the door, quietly waiting for Ochako. The door then flung open, making a slight wind gush. "Please come in (Y/n)!" She said as her usual bubbly self. "Thanks," you simply replied, as you walked into the house.
A few hours later, Ochako and you were just sitting in bed. The room was quiet, you swore you heard a faint cricket. Suddenly Ochako spoke, "hey do you want a drink or something to eat?" She offered, "a glass of water would be fine thanks."
A slight few minutes later, Ochako handed you the glass of water. You thanked her, just before you took a sip of the ice-cold drink.
Then something happened, and the room started to spin. Your eyelids became almost impossible to keep open, you tried to fight against the drug that had filled you. But it was no use, you had fallen unconscious. Ochako only happily smirking, she could now finally have you to herself.
"You're finally mine (y/n), forever."
