Petal by petal, the flower fell apart and decayed until it was no more.
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The mythical cherry blossom tree stood on the small hill behind the school, tall and pride, yet emitting a sense of unspoken loneliness.
A delicate petal landed on a page of the isolated boy's book. He finally looked up from the dull, black-and-white pages and observed the beauty around him. He reached out and opened up his fingers, allowing a falling, pink flower to land on the center of his palm. Then, bringing the flower close to his nose, he smelled the sweet fragrance.
Spring is here.
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The first time Budo felt that something was wrong with Ayano was during a training session in the martial arts club one afternoon.
She was up in a sparring match against Mina Rai, the best student in the club, or at least before she joined. Three minutes into the match, Mina struck a roundhouse kick towards her, and she blocked it by crossing her arms in front of her chest. The impact sent Ayano skidding back a couple of feet and ended up tripping and falling on her bottom.
Budo made a step towards her, wanting to run to her, but quickly stopped himself when he saw her picking herself up.
Mina lunged herself at the girl on the ground, who quickly rolled to the side, letting her miss. Ayano immediately stood back up and grabbed one of Mina's arms. Without letting her have the time to struggle, Ayano placed Mina's arm over her shoulder, lifting Mina off the ground, and flipped Mina over her shoulder.
With a loud thud, Mina fell to the ground in pain. Before she could react, Ayano suddenly grabbed her side and flipped her so that she lay on her stomach, then she felt her arms being held up in an uncomfortable position.
"Three! Two! One!" Budo called out, "The winner is Aishi!"
Ayano finally let go of Mina and dropped to the ground beside the brown-haired girl, panting and sweating heavily. Sho quickly ran to Mina and helped her sit up, followed by Juku and Shima.
"Well done, Aishi," Budo smiled, "That was a beautiful shoulder flip."
Ayano smiled brightly back, "Masuta-senpai taught well."
Shima pursed her lips at this scene and patted Mina on the back, "Rai-senpai, are you okay?"
Mina nodded and wiped her forehead, "Yeah, I'm fine. Good job, Ayano."
"You, too, Rai-san."
Sho laughed, "I'm impressed. Mina has been the best fighter in the club for the entire two years she's joined. This was Ayano's first year, and you're already beating Mina."
Juku nodded, "Ayano-senpai has talent!"
"She probably just got lucky..." Shima muttered to herself with an unconvinced expression.
Budo silently looked at Ayano as she chatted happily with the other club members while in deep thoughts. Just now, in that match, he felt her concentration weaken in the middle. She was totally capable of dodging Mina's kick, yet she seemed like she ran out of time to move, so she had to take the hit instead.
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Yandere Simulator: His Decay
Fanfiction"Masuta-senpai, have you ever been in love?" "...probably." "Did it hurt?" "It did." "Did it feel good?" "It did." ~Inspired by NvgOtoha's Hanahaki Disease series on deviantART and Tumblr~