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Chapter one: Emotions

Some may call me an empty shell of a person when they see me. I've learned to act normal around people, but I truly feel nothing. It sounds worse than it really is, yes I may be broken, yet I don't care. To me this is normal, yet, something changed when I saw him. . .

My senpai.

For the first time, I felt a strong longing desire that I've never truly felt about anyone. Just by seeing him I finally understood how it feels to be human, he lit up my world. He made me feel alive, the way he makes me feel is like a drug but I'm fine with this addiction. He made me stop caring about anything else, he is everything to me. But, someone is trying to take him away from me.

She wants him, but not in the same way I want him. She could never feel the way that I feel for him. She does not deserve him, Senpai belongs to me, and me only.

This girl has introduced me to a new emotion. . . Rage.

I want to stop her,
I want to hurt her,
I want to end her.

Senpai is the only thing I'll live for, and I will do everything for him. I will never let anyone come between us. I could care less about what I have to do or who I have to hurt, I don't care whose blood I'll have to spill. No one will take away my Senpai.

Nothing else matters, no one else matters.

Senpai will be mine.

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In the following days, I received messages from an unknown number. It was the owner of the Info-club, they told me that the one I saw with Senpai is, Osana Najimi and that she has an emotional bond with him. She's planning on confessing to him underneath the Cherry Blossom tree next Friday because of that stupid myth.

I am going to make her suffer, but today is Sunday so I plan to remain home for the rest of the day. Like normal I'm home alone. I'm currently researching Osana Najimi. She's a student at Akademi High School, but like normal I must've just ignored her existence. The girl in question has long pigtails and ember eyes judging from her social media she often spends her time around Yamada-Senpai. According to Info-Chan the two of them are close childhood friends who walk to school every morning together since they were young children. Their relationship is an obstacle now.

I continue the rest of the day making food for lunch tomorrow, but I notice that I need to buy more rice. I went out to my local market and bought rice and some ramen, but while I was there I spotted some rat poisoning and an idea came to my mind, I could try to poison Najimi's food! It may not have been the most gruesome idea, but yet again, teachers would be curious if someone ate food with lethally poison in it. I'm pretty sure that in the school's gardening shed there's rat poisoning so maybe when I get there I can smuggle it out.

I began to wonder, I decided to also buy some of those masks to cover my nose and mouth since a lot of people are getting sick around this time of year. Before I exited the store I put on one of the masks. I had on a jacket and some jeans as I walked around town, but it didn't take long for me to notice them, Najimi was hanging out with Yamada-Senpai. . .

Najimi was talking to senpai, she had on some shorts and what looked to be his jacket, she's wearing his jacket. I balled my fist inside of my jacket as hiding by near by to watch the two of them.

"Ugh sometimes you're so stupid", Najimi shouted at him stomping down her foot. She seemed mad.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to", Yamada-Senpai was apologizing, he sounded sorry. I'm not entirely sure what had happened but I know something happened, but he shouldn't be apologizing to a piece of literal trash.

"Oh, Aishi-kun!" I heard someone walking close, shit. I must look strange hiding behind a tree and watch two classmates. The person who had been calling my name was Budo Musta, or as I often referred to him as Musta-Senpai. He's the Martial Arts club leader. I and me never really thought much of him, I think I knew him as a kid, though, but I'm not entirely sure.

Yamada-Senpai turned around and looked in my vague direction after hearing Masuta's voice. I turned around and looked at him, he was quite a few centimeters taller than me, but I never really noticed or cared. He had that eager deminer about him that he constantly has surrounding him. He had on a collared shirt with a pastel yellow sweater on and what looked to be some simple jeans. In his hand was a bag from the grocery store, he must've just picked up some food.

Najimi was about to leave but then I overheard this:

"Osana-chan, I'll walk you home." I felt that emotion again, rage. Musta must've noticed.

"You're acting strange Aishi", Musta said. I looked at him and gave an apologetic bow.

"I'm sorry but I must go Musta-san", I said before I grabbed my food and began to go the same route as Yamada-Senpai and Najimi, she must live close to where I live.

"You didn't have to walk me home, Taro, werid" Najimi said, just her calling him by his first name made me feel; annoyed.

"I'm sorry, Osana, if you want I can just go", Yamada said rubbing the back of his neck. He was donning a gray sweatshirt and some jeans but he had just this crisp look about him while he was wearing it.

"T-That's not what I meant!" She said waving her hands, she seemed embarrassed with her cheeks turning red.

They continued to walk in silence so I followed.

By the time they got to Najimi's house they had already passed mine by a few houses. Yamada would check over his shoulder every five minutes though as if he knew that I was there but he didn't know where and for all I know that could've been the case.

"If your sister ever wants to come over make sure to call me next time", Osana said as she closed the door. Yamada-Senpai let out a sharp sigh as he turned around still checking to see if anyone is around. My phone began to buzz in my pocket and when I checked it I saw it was from Info-Chan, they were saying if I ever needed a favor to send them panty shots, disgusting. I swear I felt my heart pounding in my chest whenever Yamada-senpai would look anywhere near me, I knew it wasn't out of fear, I wanted him to notice me, I wanted him to see me, but at the same time, I couldn't risk him thinking weird for hiding in my own neighborhood.  I watched Yamada go the one of the near by houses and look around. I watched as he pulled a key out of the plant that was sitting next to the door, I also watched as a little girl with black hair put up in pigtails and the middle school uniform on run outside and hug Senpai, she was a cuvry little girl, but she looked happy, but who wouldn't be happy around my Senpai. He is an angel, his wings hidden from the eye, but his angelic wings flutter in front of my eyes making me want to cry pure tears.

I'm finally back home and I begin to make up the rest of my lunch for tomorrow.