Wednesday, 25th December
It's CHRISTMAS! And I may have had the best one ever.
Have your parents come back? I don't hear you ask, because you are a book.
Well, the answer to that is no. Not at all. Not even a phone call. Actually, I haven't heard Mother's voice in months. The voices inside my head refuse to give me peace, even on a merry day like this. Of course you haven't heard your mothers's voice. She's dead. Your yandere-ness must have come from somewhere. Your Mother must have done something wrong. They won't shut up.
I try to ignore them most of the time, but it didn't work today. Oh well. I guess I won't be free of them ever. But I should just deny their existence, and they might disappear.
So no. That was not the great thing.
How about your friends? Did they come over?
No. I didn't get many presents either, before you ask.
Did Hanako disappear suddenly? Did Senpai come over for comfort?
No. But it was to do with Senpai.
Was it his present?
Actually, yes.
It was a thin one, and it had come through my letter box the day before. It had come with a card. Sadly, he didn't write a lot down, but I will still treasure it. The newly made Senpai Shrine needs some new additions. Small ones. Just little things, like a pair of socks. Not his voltron socks though. He would kill me if he found out I had taken his favorite socks.
But there was a note inside it. The wrapping, that is. I would paste it into this book, or copy it down, but I'm afraid that it would ruin how special the note is.
I'm going to bed.
I hope Senpai enjoys his present.
Goodnight.
YOU ARE READING
The Diary Of A Yandere
FanfictionSoo, Hi? Genka, my school counsellor said I should start this diary. Just don't expect me to write often. Or say Dear Diary. Or anything like that. So. I suppose I should tell you about myself. My name is Ayano Aishi. The long-time friend of the in...
