// Heather's POV //
'Ugh..where's Budo?! Oh..right. It's class. That's where he is. UGH. I have to wait more for him to show up. Whatever, at least I can enjoy this view..'
'This is boring.' I took out my phone and texted Ōjo before tapping the tree quietly, hoping to not annoy my friends around me. Thankfully they didn't hear me and Ōjo texted me back.
Ō : Oh, hey Heather.
H : What're you doing later?
Ō : Nothing much really, just going to talk to my friends at the café.
H : Nice. Well i'm going to go, have to get Budo from class.
Ō : Alright, cya later.
H : Cya.
I closed my phone and quickly waved at my friends before running off to Budo's new school. I heard their bell ring so I walked inside and into the hallway before the other kids roamed the hallways. I watched him run up the stairs and away from me, but I knew that he didn't see me. I followed him and peeked around the corner, watching him talk to a girl with grey hair and grey eyes.
My eyes widened as I remembered that girl from a different time. I watched her butcher her parents out in an abandoned alleyway. D-Don't ask me why I was there!! I ran over and pulled him away from her as quickly as I could so she wouldn't recognize me.
"What the hell are you doing Heather?!" He shouted-whispered at me as soon as I pulled him into a restroom.
"Don't trust her! She's evil!" I shouted-whispered at him back. He rose an eyebrow and scoffed quietly.
"A sweet girl like her, is evil?" He laughed quietly and pried my hands off of him before taking off to find her again. I sighed and dusted myself off before stepping out of the restroom before realizing that it was a men's restroom.
After watching Budo run out, and seeing me step out, some boys around gave me smirks and looked up and down my body to see if there were any marks or tears on my clothes for..'reasons'. I scoffed and walked out of that dreaded highschool. I never want to go back there again.
// Budo's POV //
I grabbed my bag as I ran past my locker and caught up to Ayano, tapping her lightly on the shoulder like she did to me earlier. I smiled at her and tilted my head a bit.
"Do you want to check out the martial arts club with me? I heard that the club just opened." I watched her nod her head happily and I guided her upstairs and into the club room. It was freshly built with a few other students in there, two girls and two guys including me. I watched Ayano greet the orange-haired girl and the brown-haired girl. I smiled and greeted Shin since I already knew him.
"Hey Budo, have you heard that there are going to be an estimated 7 clubs we can join?" Shin asked me. I shook my head no and looked around a bit before responding.
"I haven't heard that, but that seems cool. But i'm just going to stick with martial arts. It's my passion." I replied to him before sitting down next to him.
"So..Ayano seems pretty hot." Shin said to me which made me punch his arm lightly/roughly.
"Don't say that about a lady, they deserve more respect than to just be called hot. Even though I would be lying if I said you were wrong.." I muttered the last part so he couldn't hear and he rose an eyebrow.
"I see, and ow. That hurt me." Shin laughed quietly and rolled his eyes.
Ayano needed help with putting on her martial arts outfit so I walked into the changing room with her. I promised not to look at her while she only had her bra and panties on, but I kinda broke that promise. But just for a few seconds! She couldn't see where my eyes were anyways. I helped her put on her outfit and she stepped out, allowing me to change.
After I was done changing, I stepped out as soon as the club leaders stepped into the room. We bowed to them and then sat down. They explained a few things as we listened carefully. The training soon began shortly after.
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Mystery / ThrillerYandereChan (Ayano) was entering her new year of highschool..and so was Budo. Ayano quickly fell in love with an upperclassman..Taro Yamada. He was her Senpai. He was perfect for her. But what happens when you have to eliminate two rivals (Or more)...