Yan-Chan

Prologue

"AHHH! NO! PLEASE! STOP! I'LL DO EVERYTHING YOU WANT JU--AHHH!"

The blood splattered on my face like a paint from an artist's brush. Surprisingly, it felt really good as it drips one by one on my blue and white uniform but I'm still not contented. I want her to suffer more.

I finally took out my circular saw and point it to the bloody orange haired girl lying on the cold floor, bathing in blood and tears. I laughed so much as I crouch and positioned the saw on her. One by one, I dismembered her parts. Every dismembered part splashes blood all over the place including my face. It felt good that I'm able to avenge but still, I don't think what I've done is enough.

I took her head and hanged it on my basement wall. I took the other body parts and minced it into tiny bits. No one can even recognize that these are Osana's body parts. It's like I'm in the cooking club. I chop the parts and let it bathe to its own soup.

Once I was done with Osana, I tied my other victims infront of the head of Osana and my specialty meat with red soup.

Their face were indescribable. They begun to fill my ears with "horrible" things but of course to me, it doesn't affect me at all. I'm so happy that I can finally have senpai who's sleeping somewhere near.

I went to where senpai's sleeping and smiled creepily. I went to him one step at a time.

His eyes fluttered. He's voice melted down when he saw me, dressed in his childhood friend's blood. I sat on him and ripped his shirts. 

"NO! DON'T!"

My eyes open as my body hastily sits and leans on the wall. I'm not scared but it felt a bit "cringey" for me to do that to senpai. I-I can't imagine myself doing that. I would turn red by that time.

Every night I come up with the same dream but in each dream, a new victim dies and in every end of my dream, I go to senpai but the dream never had an ending. It would always stop at me tearing his shirt.

I always wonder what I'm about to do whenever I rip his shirt and why would I always dream about that? I  don't feel disgusted or guilty  when I kill my victims. I don't really mind doing that if it's for senpai.

I would do everything for him because I... NEED him. I WANT him. I will NOT let ANYONE take him away from me. He is MINE ALONE. I don't care what I have to do. I don't care whose blood I have to spill. I won't let anyone take him away from me. Nothing else matters. No one else matters. He's mine and he doesn't have a choice.

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Author's note

Since this is a fanfic, I added things that you can't actually do in the game.

One thing I want to clarify: She's not happy killing someone because of the fact she's murdering someone. She felt joy (more like the pleasure for killing someone) because she thought that she's going to get her senpai soon.

I'm trying my very best that the characters' personalities won't be too far from the original. We all know that Aishi never had an emotion but here you can see her being happy. It's because of senpai. I'm showing her emotions that senpai is unlocking within her.