Before we begin, I have some things to say, things that will make the story more understandable for some of the thick-skulled readers out there. (Don't be offended bestie, I'm thick-headed too.)
Numero uno! -Ayano and Y/n, the reader, are sisters. Both from the same mother and father.
Numero dos! -Ayano is older than Y/n by one year. Their relationship is a bit strained, especially after Ayano finds out she has a Senpai. When Y/n joins Akademi at the age of 18, Ayano is gonna be 19. Yes, I'm giving them ages in this book. It'll make the plot more understanding, along with the characters.
Numero tres! -Don't complain about the age gap between Y/n and Budo. I know some of yall are gonna be out there like "oH bUt BuDo Is sO mUcH oLdEr ThAn Y/n. I wOuLd NeVeR dAtE sOmEoNe OlDeR tHaN mE!". Like I said. She's 18. She's not underage. Akademi is a post-high school. It's somewhat of a college and once she's over 18, their relationship is completely normal. Budo, like Taro will be like 19-ish... don't blame me. I didn't think this through...
Numero cuatro! -Unlike Ayano who is all mush and goo around Taro, we'll have Y/n be more civil, and more understanding towards human emotions. After all, she was the best at pretending in front of her father. Y/n will be able to speak to Budo. Sure, she will stutter a lot and maybe mess up her words, but who can blame her? It's not every day you get to experience emotions and she is not the best at controlling the real thing.
Numero cinco. -I have never supported YandereDev nor will I support him in the future. That's final.
Numero seis! -You guys have to remember that this is not a POC book. Don't get me wrong, I am coloured but Ryoba and Jokichi are both Asian. Ayano is Asian and as such, Y/n is going to be Asian.
Okay, that's about it! I'm open to criticism of my books and I take it very well. If you notice a grammatical error, comment it and I will get to editing!
I'm also open to receiving fanart, or if you like, make me a coverpage! Mine's not very good...
ONTO THE STORY
Something is...wrong...with me. For as long as I can remember, I've always felt...empty. Incomplete. Like a part of me is...missing. This hollow feeling has dominated my life. I've never been able to feel anything else. My world has always been cold...dark...silent. My mother was exactly like me when she was a child. But when she met my father, everything changed for her. He brought warmth and color and life into her world. He made her...complete. She told me that one day, I'd meet someone special, just like she did. Someone who would cure me...fix me...save me. I've spent my entire life waiting for that day...dreaming of the moment when I'd meet the one person who would complete me. It was the only thing for me to look forward to. It was my only reason to live.
And then...one day...I found him. When I met him, something changed inside of me. My world was filled with colour and light. It was like I had opened my eyes for the first time. I felt warm. I felt complete. I felt...alive. He is my escape from the cold, grey, empty world I've been trapped in. He is the one I've been waiting for. The person I want to spend the rest of my life with. But...someone...is trying to take him from me. She wants him, but not in the same way that I want him. She could never appreciate him the way I do. She doesn't deserve him. He belongs to me. I have to stop her. Even if it means hurting her. Even if it means killing her. There is nothing that I won't do for him. I won't let anyone come between us. I don't care what I have to do. I don't care who I have to hurt. I don't care whose blood I have to spill. I won't let anyone take him from me. Nothing else matters. No one else matters.
He. Will. Be. Mine.
He doesn't have a choice.
"Confessions of an Aishi."
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"Ayano." Y/n burst into the room, phone in hand as she stared at her older sister who lay on her bed, stalking some boy on social media. "Next time, you knock or else your head will be hanging from my ceiling." she hissed at the frowning girl before sighing and asking what she wanted.
"You do realise that tomorrow is my first day of Akademi right? Make me feel welcome. Introduce me to your friends! Be my tour guide!" she threw her hands up in exasperation. Ayano groaned and face-planted into her pillow. "Fine. Be ready by seven."
