King Of Yandere's

Infidelity

There is no such thing as pure... I learned that about two hours ago. There is only inevitable destruction of what was once ignorant. Children are born ignorant, not pure. Because by the age of 5 we know about sex. And by the age of 10 we know about pedophilia. By the age of 13, rape is the scary term you and all your goofy friends avoid. Molestation, penetration, slut, whore, fucking... It all seems to just trickle down once you experience unpleasant things. There's always that one person who see's you -whether in the mall, at school, in the car, at a job- they want you.... And no matter how hard you try to disregard the thoughts of their possibly vulgar intentions. That will not stop that single person. That won't stop any bad person with the intentions to hurt you. And that's what I want to do now. I just want to stop Shiro from existing. I want him to stop living to make my life better. Yes, I am selfish, but just this one time. This one time so I can live a normal life again as the pudgy, freckle faced, glasses wearing young adult I am.

"Oi! Akira, the teacher is gonna be pissed again if you keep day dreaming like that! You gotta pay attention little man!"

One of the male students called out to me and slapped my back from behind with a snickering tone.

"O-oh! S-sorry..."

He patted my back and belted out a laugh.

" it's all good little man. Anyways, why don't you tell your senior what's up. This is so unlike you."

I turned around and looked at him sighing. I really wasn't feeling up to telling him this... And maybe I shouldn't tell him. The thought crossed my mind, "Shiro will probably kill him. If anyone else were to die, I'd lose my fucking mind! And worse yet... He might kill me..." I opened my mouth and carefully chose my words.

"I - I just didn't get enough sleep last night Tatsumei. Please.... Everything is fine and dandy..."

I looked down and twiddled my fingers a bit. My hair covering my face a bit so as to shield my true terrified expression. Tatsumei patted my head and leaned close. His elbows on his knees and his expression pouty. Be looked like a child who's mother wouldn't buy him candy. He obnoxiously opened his mouth and started speaking kind of loudly. And I thought he was going to purposely get us in trouble with the teacher just so he could drag me out the class and make me tell the truth.
Tatsumei Honda, the class bad ass and bad boy of the school had a reputation of also being a sweet guy. He may have smoked, had piercings, and was part of a gang with his yakuza dad. But he was the type to get in trouble on purpose just to protect his fellow classmates. He was also in top of his grades for a guy who skipped class and just would not come to school. The guy wasn't in least stupid. He had attained a full ride scholarship to one of the most prestigious colleges in Tokyo and turned it down. Literally wrote a letter to the president about how the college would turn him into a drone and drain all his personality and creativity out of him. He actually wanted to become a famous artist and become a vet. And he had the grades and mindset to become one. Tatsumei  was just an eccentric guy, and a bit to smart for his own good.... I mean... Way to smart for his own good.
At that moment, I looked up to face Tatsumei and tell him to calm down. But he wasn't looking at me... He was looking back. And I followed his eyes, and there I saw what he was looking at. Tatsumei  Honda, the class sweetheart and genius, had never looked so devious. He had a sickening sly smile across his face, and his eyes were bright with malicious intent. All of that had been directed right at Shiro.

" I believe I know the source of your problem, Akira. It was pretty easy to figure out since he was scowling at me like he wanted to kill me."

Shiro looked beyond pissed or maybe I could just sense it. He sat there, with his left hand balled up in a fist as he looked dead at Tatsumei with hate filled eyes. I noticed he had been squeezing his fist a bit to hard. His nails digging into his palm causing blood to visibly come out. He wouldn't even look at me. But all his focus was on Tatsumei.
The atmosphere changed as I looked between the two. It was like two bears  getting ready to fight. I could feel my anxiety and fear building up.... It was obvious Shiro and Tatsumei had beef. And I was caught in the middle. But Shiro had the upper hand. Tatsumei could beat people up, but I don't see Tatsumei killing someone or torturing them. Shiro on the other hand... Was completely insane. He was absolutely crazy, a complete sociopath. His mind processed murder and love differently.
I grabbed my chest as and was about to have a panic attack but Tatsumei looked away from him and at me smiling. It was as if nothing happened.

"Don't worry Akira, I won't let him bother you anymore. In fact.... Why don't we all talk after class. I'll bring some of my....'friend's... And we can all have a nice chat about Shit hole, the bully over there. He's done this so much I get really sick and tired of him doing this over and over again to my fellow friends...it really pisses me off... We'll meet in this classroom after school. It'll be mostly empty since we are on the upper floor."

I looked at him and shook my head when he suggested that we all meet privately in the class. Tatsumei doesn't understand. Shiro is a murderer! Shiro... Well rip them to shreds. I opened my mouth to object but, Tatsumei  had already wrote a note and passed it back to Shiro by having it handed down. Shiro read the paper and set it down. he didn't even look up but nodded approvingly with a little smile. Tatsumei turned back and looked at me.

"See? Now we will all have a nice quiet conversation and figure this all out. Just for your safety little man."

I suddenly felt all the color drain out of me. And I felt nothing but utter fear creep up in my gut. If I hadn't looked away from Tatsumei I would of puked from fear.

"No.... Not again....", I thought to myself. "Not again..... Someone is going to die again because of me..."