What Am I? (Yandere Simulator Love Story)

Forty Three: Snooping Around

I didn't do much that day. I basically sat on the couch and did nothing as I prayed for Yan-kun and Ayano to wake up soon.

As I sat on the couch, I thought about this new player in the game. Who could it be? Someone else from my childhood? I can't think of any suspects that could be in the game. "Who could it be?" I mumbled to myself.

I grabbed my phone and recorded a little documentary. Nothing really special. Just something I had to get off my chest. Once I was done recording, I lied down on the couch and closed my eyes, taking a small nap.

Nemsis-kun's POV

I snuck into Amaya's house as I crawled through her bedroom window. Once I was in, I looked around her room and spotted her diary. I recognized this diary. The doctors gave it to her during her time in the hospital so she wouldn't get bored.

I opened her diary and read the first page.

Day 1 in the hospital

The doctors gave me this diary to write things down or do some drawing. But starting today, I think I'll just use to write down what's on my mind everyday. Everything hurts. The doctors say they're gonna help my bones get stronger by doing something called, "Physical Therapy".

I wasn't sure what that means, but they told me not to worry. I hope I don't have to stay here too long. I really wanna go home. I miss my brother and sister. I even miss Momma. It's super boring here. Well, I think that's all for today. See you tomorrow.

I skipped a couple of pages until I stopped at the page where Amaya and I met.

I've been here for so long, I don't even know what day it is. I stopped counting the days and started concentrated on getting better. I really wanna leave, but after meeting that boy today, I kind of wanna stay a little bit longer.

This boy I met was really interesting. We're going to be playing a game, but what kind of game, I wonder? I don't even know when it begins. Probably today, probably tomorrow. But I'm really excited to play the game because I always win.

But this boy is determined that he'll win. He held a knife up to my neck and he grabbed my hair. But I wasn't scared. In fact, I was quite... what's that word? Eh, I don't know. I have so many questions about this boy and the game.

When will I see that boy again?

When will our game begin?

What are the rules to this game?

Will anyone else be participating, or will it be just the two of us?

Which one of us will win?

Who will be the victor?

Who will be the loser?

What will be the punishment if one of us loses?

What will the victor get if they win?

I can't wait for our game to begin. I... really hope I see that boy again... He makes me feel... something.

I narrowed my eye at the page, wondering why Amaya stopped there. It sounded like she wanted to right a bit more, but couldn't. I flipped a couple more pages and found something that really caught my eye.

It's been a few days since I left the hospital and everyone at school has been picking me, my brother, and my sister. We found ourselves different from the rest of the other kids. We didn't know why, but we couldn't express any emotions like the other kids.

When we told Momma, she told us not to worry about it. She said that someday, someone very special will make us feel... happy. I can't wait to find that someone. I don't wanna be picked on anymore. But in a weird way, I don't mind.

Because as long as I have my brother and sister, I'm okay. They're all I need to make me feel happy.

The rest of the pages in the book were blank. Amaya must've stopped writing in her book since then. I walked out of her room and walked down the stairs. I found Amaya lying on her couch, resting. "You're so beautiful..." I whispered as I gently brushed the back of my hand against her cheek.

I glanced at her phone, noticing that it was blinking. Was it a message? I picked up her phone and unlocked it. Yes, I know her password.

There was some kind of message on her phone that read, "Would you like to save this recording?"

"Recording?" I repeated. What did she record? I have to know.

I left her house to play the recording so I wouldn't wake up Amaya as I leaned against the wall, on the side of the hours. I pressed PLAY on her phone and listened to the recording.

"This is actually the first time I've done something like this. I didn't feel like writing in the diary today. To be honest, it's been a while since I've written in that old thing. Anyway, there's something I've been meaning to talk about to someone, but I didn't know who to tell it to.

I... I can't stop thinking about that boy... Nemsis-kun. I want to see him again. He's been calling me and texting me, telling me to watch my back. I think he's looking after me. There's this game we're playing, and it's hard to play the game when I can't find him.

That's not the only reason why I want to see him again. The day he kissed me, I felt something. Normally, I'm emotionless around everyone, even my siblings. I've felt nothing towards anybody. Ayano and Yan-kun say that Taro makes them feel something.

They were also concerned why I didn't feel anything towards Taro. I guess we have different tastes. But Mom always told me that one day we would meet our special someone and they would make us feel something.

During my time in high school, I've felt nothing towards the boy. But when I met Nemesis-kun during the Mission Mode Timeline, I felt something before I ran into Oko. I mean, when he saved me from Nemesis-kun, I felt a little spark, but that spark grew when Nemesis-kun kissed me.

All the other siblings of my brother and sister's rivals... I hardly feel a thing towards them. Osano loves me and he'll keep loving me, regardless of who I may like. But ever since I dreamed of that flashback of Nemesis-kun... I just can't stop thinking about him.

I think I'm starting to grow feelings for him... I want to see him again... I need to see him again... I need him... I don't know. Maybe I'm growing crazy... or maybe not," She sighed in the message before speaking again. "I don't know what to do. I wish there was a way to see him again..."

The message ended there and I went back inside the house, setting the phone back on the coffee table. "You will me see me again... when you need me most... Don't worry..." I whispered into Amaya's ear before kissing her cheek.

"Goodbye... Amaya..." I left the house through her window, leaving my princess to sleep.