(Un) Fortunately the Yandere is Not After Me

No One's Ever in the Library

"I see you decided to pay me a visit." Of all places that Arata could come up with, the library seemed to be the best option. It appeared that Hifumi believed that was what he was going to do.

"I'm not here for you." He responded to her, choosing a seat where he thought he'd be able to avoid her. But since no one's ever in the library, that wasn't going to stop her.

"Really? You don't want to sit with me?" She followed him, carrying what he felt was a suspicious bag.

"What's in there?" He was alarmed with how forward she was being. As a stranger, her actions made him feel a little fearful.

"Oh nothing." She poured out the contents into a bowl on the table. "It's just some treats I baked for you." She knew that he'd tried to hide here.

"Treats?" Arata picked one up, an eclair, and gave it a sniff. "Are these poisonous?"

"Why would I poison them?" She asked him, no apparent reaction came from her. Though, with the way he couldn't see her eyes. Arata had no way of knowing for sure, how she was feeling.

"Sorry, I guess with everything happening. I've gotten a bit paranoid." He took a bite of it, really tasty. Even if he was more of an ice cream person.

"Though, you could say I added an extra ingredient in them. Hearing that, he ran into a coughing fit. His eyes scanned for a trash can nearby so he could throw up in it. Getting up, she quickly stopped him. "It's love..." She whispered to him.

"What?" He couldn't believe his ears. "So you were confessing to me earlier."

"Well, I wouldn't say my feelings are any more than just a simple crush." Arata didn't get it, isn't that something a lot of highschoolers feel? She seemed to be above that if she was baking him treats.

"Then what's with this act you're pulling?" All the things she was doing, those would be strange to just about anyone.

"Well, I suppose it all began last year. During the culture festival..." At that time, she wasn't really that different of a girl. The one girl that always spent her time in the library, reading her favorite manga. Being an open otaku, people had already started avoiding her.

Not having many friends, or any at all, technically. She didn't really expect him of all people to walk in when there was such a major event occurring. Especially with what he had in his hands.

Hifumi was rather good at hiding, so it wasn't a surprise to her when he didn't see or hear her when entering. Even then, she could tell that he was guarding this secret as he went to hide towards the back. Not even using a table to read.

Her sneaking ability, she was able to grab a picture when he wasn't paying attention, which wasn't easy. With the way Arata was acting while reading, she could tell there was no way he was actually reading all that much.

What he never knew, was that his attempts to avoid all people, gave an air of mystery to him. In fact, there were even some girls that had their attention on him. Wondering what was behind the person.

But she knew, and that made her feel something special between the two. Even if they had never spoken once to each other.

"I guess you could say that I fell for that part of you." She finished her story.

"Really?" The bigger part of that story that stuck with him, would be the part where she found him out. Arata was beginning to regret his decisions that day.

"But, I can't say I like the other parts of you." She told him. "After all, you rather spend more time being fake and a loner."

"Look, those parts are honest too." He responded. "And I haven't been a loner for a while now."