A New Beginning

Chapter 9: Who is it?

Ayato and Y/N became very close over the weeks. They shared everything with each other, or atleast, Y/N shared everything with Ayato. Obviously, he couldn't share absolutely everything with her. There would always be a boundary. She wasn't supposed to know just how deranged he was. It was best that way.

It made him sad somewhat. He wanted her to know everything about him but sadly there was no guarantee that she would want anything to do with him if that were the case. Was it perhaps guilt?

It was messed up.

He didn't feel guilty for killing Budo, Y/N's friend. He only felt the guilt because he could just picture Y/N's disappointment if she ever were to know. He wanted her to genuinely be in love with him, not over some fake picture that he drew up for her to believe.

He watched Y/N at every step of her day. From her scribbling little notes on her notebook in class to her just eating her lunch on the rooftop. He thought about it millions of millions of times.

He thought, should he tell Y/N about his condition and about his crimes? Or is it better if she believe him to be the nice guy that he makes it out to be?

It was truly a hard decision. He could not decide. It almost felt as if his yandere instincts were wearing off somehow. He did feel remorse even if it wasn't for the right reasons.
"Y/N, I need to tell you something," Ayato finally said it. He was ready to tell her. But Y/N's attention remained fixed on her phone where she was reading an article.

"Y/N?" Ayato called out again. Only then did Y/N break her gaze from her phone.

"Oh, I'm sorry," She apologised for not listening, "I was just reading the article about some guy who killed a poor girl's only friend. It's horrible, isn't it? He feels no remorse whatsoever. "

"..."

Ayato didn't know how to reply. He felt his nervousness churning in his stomach.

"Did you want to tell me something?" Y/N questioned.

"N-No," Ayato replied, "It's not that important. It can wait."

"You sure? You don't look too well," Y/N said, worry evident in her voice.

"I'll be fine, promise," Ayato smiled.

I can't tell her just yet. She'd be absolutely disgusted if she came to know. I can't...I just can't...

Ayato sighed and got up from the bench they were sitting on. There was still time left for lunch time.

"Well, Y/N, I just remember I had to do something I need to get back to," Ayato said as he pocketed his phone.
"Oh, sure, go ahead. I'll meet you in class," Y/N replied and put in her earphones to listen to her favourite song.

Ayato made his way downstairs and went to the computer lab. He had to set his full concentration to his work on finding out who Y/N's anonymous stalker was.

How long would it continue to bother the mind of the poor girl?

He sighed and sat down on one of the chairs, connecting his phone so that he could back up any useful data that he could find. Maybe it's time he got to work.

Timeskip to the end of lunchtime

Ayato jumped up finally finding the person who the stalker is.

I gotta tell Y/N.

He rushed back upstairs to the roof and saw that she wasn't there. He frowned. He wasn't even gone for that long, she couldn't have gone somewhere else already. He took his phone and decided that he would text Y/N.

Y/N 🖤

Where r u?
I needed to
tell you smth.

Oh, I went to the
Sakura trees.
Sorry, I didn't tell u-😶

Ah, it's fine
M comin

Seen ✔

I nodded to myself and made my way to the cherry tree.

How fast is this girl exactly? I wasn't even gone for long.

He arrived closer to the heel and spotted her H/L H/C (hair length, hair colour) hair. He smiled, spotting her and ran up the hill.

Y/N was sitting underneath the sakura tree, holding a sketchbook, one of her earphones were in her ear and the other was dangling by her side. She had a pencil in her hand which she was twirling, out of ideas on what to draw.

"Hey, it was getting boring up there," Y/N said softly, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you."

"It's okay, don't worry about it," Ayato sat down beside her.

"What was this work of yours anyway?" Y/N questioned, taking both her earphones off.

"Well," Ayato steadied his gaze at her, "I found out who your stalker is."

"Who?"

"Kaga Kusha."