Ayano's POV
(Intro?)
I feel emotionless. The only emotion I've been feeling for the longest time is love for Taro Yamada. For the past few weeks I've never felt so happy.My phone dinged. 'Unknown' came up on the screen.
Unknown: Today I saw you stalking an upperclassman. Or should I say Senpai?
Me: So? What is it to you?
Unknown: There's a few other girls in the school that share the same feeling for him as you do. If you want his heart, eliminate them.
Me: Kill them? No way, I'm not that crazy.
Unknown: I guess you'll never have him then.
Me: Wait, list the girls.
Unknown: Osana Najimi, Kokona Haruka, Oka Ruto, Kizana Sunobu, Hanako Yamada (senpai's little sister).
Me: Eliminate them?
Unknown: Stop being clueless, you know what I mean.
Me: Bye. I'm not doing it.
Unknown: I'll watch you. Haha.
– At school –
I couldn't stop thinking about what that person said. I thought about how I was going to win his heart. There was no use and trying anything different then that person suggested. I'll do it, I'll win his heart.
The person said what they all looked like, she said that Kokona goes to the bathroom at 7:30 A.M. on a Wednesday. I had a plan.
(for 'special effect' some of the weapons at the front of the school wont be there, they'll be in the tool shed at the gardening club and the katana will never be mentioned :)
Before heading to the bathroom, I ran to the tool shed and grabbed the screwdriver. Then the Music Club and grabbed the cello case.
– Bathroom –
I found a bucket in the bathroom, I filled it with water. I turned off the lights and unscrewed the light switch. "Hey! Turn the lights back on!" Kokona shrieked. I took the bucket and poured it on her. "Kyaaaa! Did someone really just pour water on me? Why would someone do this?" She opened the bathroom door, slowly walking to turn the lights on. "I have to go to the locker room." (changing it up haha) Wait, what? My phone dinged again while Kokona was walking out.
Unknown: I never said it was going to be easy.
Me: You never said it was going to be hard either.
Unknown: Good point. By the way, I'm Info-chan.
Me: Ayano.
I put my phone away. "I'll get you Kokona." I walked out of the bathroom.
– On the roof –
I saw Kokona on the roof, slowly eating her bento. My next rival was Oka Ruto. Oka was a good friend of mine in the 5th grade, for some reason we split apart. I didn't want to kill her, but I can't let her win Taro. I walked to the Occult Club after lunch. "Hey, Oka!" I said friendly. "H-hi, A-yan-no." She seemed upset about something. Oka started shaking and cupping her hands. She's scared. I thought slowly to myself. I walked away, thinking maybe she'd be too scared to love Taro after all the tragedies that will happen at Academy High. My next victim was Osana Najimi. She was a Tsundere. She was always by Taro no matter what. She never left his side. When I'm near Taro, I get anxiety and butterflies fill my stomach. This isn't going to be easy. "Osana? Could I talk to you?" I said, trying to get her attention. "Yeah sure, what's up?" I smiled brightly. "Follow me!"
"But, I can't leave Tar-"
"Shhh, forget about him. I want to show you something."
"Okay... Lead the way." She bellowed annoyingly. I walked her to a room that no one ever goes into. I pulled out my knife and she curiously looked at me. Before she said anything she was dead.– Behind the school –
The incinerator was behind the school. I disposed the body, threw the weapon in there too, changed my clothes, mopped up the blood, and acted like nothing happened. Then I activated it and went home.
– Next day –
Taro's POVI walked into the school, worried that Osana hasn't answered my texts. "I wonder why Osana's not here." I glared at Ayano in front of me, she shot a sharp look right back at me. "Ahh!" I shrieked lightly. "I wonder why too," she looked away.
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On the Loose || Yandere Simulator fanfic
HorrorYandere-chan will be mentioned as Ayano. Senpai as Taro in other peoples POV. This will be a long process to write because I will have to look up all the names. I know half of the names BUT DONT GET MAD IF I SPELL THEM WRONG