Osana, Notice Me

Chapter 1: The lovely ginger

Week 1: Friday 6:05pm

Taro rushed through the group of drama kids as he skidded across the sidewalk to the flowing cherry Blossom Tree at the back of the school.
"Slow down!!" Shiromi yelled as she narrowly dodged taro tearing through the concrete. But he didn't have time to slow down. He needed to stop that jerk Kyuji. How dare he even try to steal osana from him?!
SLAM!!!! As he was turning the corner to the showers, he slammed right into Osoro Shidesu! A well known delinquent for him being the leader of the rest of them. After all, he might've been the most feared out of everyone attending Akedemi.
"Ugh! Watch where you're going! The hell you think you are?!"
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry but I can't be anymore late to this!" Taro yelled as he took off, speeding past all the confused martial arts club members who had just finished their practice.
"HEY!! Get back here, you little twit!!"
Taro thundered over the running tracks and leaped up the hill. Almost hitting a track member. He could feel his heart beating through his chest. His lungs felt light and papery. Like they could fall off at any moment.
He just had to get there before k-
What? No.. he wasn't supposed to be here until 6:15.. but there he was. Kyuji, with the beauty osana. Taro had just arrived in time to see the nightmares he'd been having become reality. Maybe all those dreams about being a statue were true.. Kyuji confessed his feelings to osana, it was actually kinda good poetry, and for her to reveal that she has been feeling the same, he felt like he had just been wrenched through the heart when he heard the words
"I.. I feel the same way, kyuji!"
Wait, not through the heart, on the side. Was he just hit with something metal?
There's no time to find out because now he's just been tackled by someone. They both tumble to the ground, taro being kicked in his legs until theyre too weak to move. They have his wrists over his head and a crow bar by his neck. Oh great.. it's Osoro.
"Nobody messes wit-"
"SSH!!! silence!"
"I don't want to interrupt her." Taro moved his eyes to osana.
"I don't care. What you just run into random people and think that everything will be sunshine and rainbows?! News flash pal! You're d-"
His face went pale, and his face froze mid-sentence. He fell off of taro but cut him with his crowbar. "A- .. aaaa." What's it now? Osoro was now on his back unconscious with a syringe in his neck. Who could've - Huh? Who's that? She looks to be a girl attending his school with the standard  female school uniform, with black stockings and black shoes. She had her hand on the syringe. Her eyes were like charcoal, and she had long, luscious black hair tied up in a ponytail. She looked like the woman from the yearbook. What year was it from? 1990? 1989?
"Wait.. aren't you Ayano?"

!DISCLAIMER! Original Story of Yandere Simulator by Yandere Dev. This is simply a fanfic and nothing more. I'm a huge fan of yansim, but I do not own rights to yansim in any way, shape, or form. Thank you for understanding. Have a good day!