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Yandere

Title: Neither Senpai nor Yandere

Description: Yandere AU. Can be in the Yandere simulator/Yandere roulette game.

Prologue: Yandere- A person who kills anyone who he/she thinks is a threat to his/her loved one(s), Kouhai/Senpai- the person (object) of affection for the yandere, You- Junichi Asato (Or Asato Junichi if you prefer last name then first name)- A gay high school student who is completely unrelated to this crazy love story...or are you?

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Notes (Like an unorganized character description/ plot):

Junichi Asato, uke, timid, male, blushes easily, intimidated easily, not easily persuaded, very persuasive, pessimistic sometimes,can fight back (only if necessary), age 16, partner/lover is older but undecided, short, small frame, off-white shoulder length hair, eye color is amber, pale-ish skin, nice ass, 

lover is taller than him, lover is yonder who was previously going to kill Junichi for his kouhai/senpai, lover slowly falls in love with Junichi, Junichi thinks soon to be lover is crazy but secretly likes that side of him, no domestic violence to either lover, no torturing to either lover by the other, there is another yonder besides Junichi's lover who wants them both out of the way.

OR

Many possible lovers who are all somewhat older than Junichi like in Yandere Roulette and they fight off against each other for his affection, still no harm comes to Junichi unless indirectly of from someone who isn't interested in him.

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Chapter 1: Transfer student (Preview)

A young man stepped out of a car in front of a large building. The male, being me, Junichi Asato. I glanced back at the car and at the building. I could always turn back... I turned around to see the car speeding away. So much for that idea. I sighed running a hand through my off-white hair. "School building it is."

The inside of the school was normal-hallways, losers, stairs, repeat. I scanned the crowd with amused amber colored eyes as they dispersed, rushing to get to their classes. They look like a bunch of ants, scattering to find food... I started wandering around the now empty hallways, aside from a few stragglers. I had no intention of actually going to class, mainly for two reasons. 

One, who even wants to go to school. All you do is have boring letters and learn things you could always just learn at home. The only reason parents send you to school is to get you out of the way for a few hours. Two, I'm a transfer student, a new kid. I'll either be the laughing stock of the class and be bullied or a nobody that no one truly knows exists. I probable won't even have any relationships, let alone friends because of my sexuality.

"What are you still doing in the halls?" A deep, male voice said making me slightly shiver. Out of fear and something else I will not mention. A red-haired man with black frame glasses hiding his eyes stood behind me. I sweated a little because of his intimidating aura. If he wasn't so scary I would've probably blushed... "I-I'm a transfer student a-and I...got a little...l-lost..." The man's glare stayed as he asked for my schedule. I handed it to him and he read over it, twice in fact...

The man mumbled to himself and then sighed, "I am Yusuke Hanajima. Your homeroom teacher. You shall call me Hanajima-sensei." I got my schedule back and was directed to follow him. I had a hard time keeping up with him since he was taking long strides to the classroom. He's scary... I glanced up at Hanajima-sensei, And tall... Dammit short height. Hanajima-sensei slammed open the door to the room and all chatter from the students ceased. 

He walked in and stood in front of the class as students rushed to their assigned seats. "We have a new student today. Please welcome Junichi Asato. (Or Asato Junichi)." I timidly walked out of the doorway and bowed in front of the class. I walked down the isle to take a seat. A seat was available next to a pretty brown haired girl but I felt a glare focused on my back. I soon realized it was Hanajima-sensei's and sat in a different seat away from her. Hanajima-sensei cleared his throat and started the lecture, a bit calmer than before.

Hanajima-sensei's POV

Finally a smart kid who gets the message. I glanced over at Junichi who was awkwardly trying to take notes under my intense stare. He shifted and blushed a bit, trying to keep himself focused. I hid my slight smirk,  don't think I'll have to...dispose...of him... An image of me with a crazed look and bucker knife standing over a male's dead, bloody body flashed into my mind. Unlike the others...