[Taro's P.O.V] ~~~
"Why were you staring, hmm, Masuta?"
Budo lifts his head. Taro's gotten closer. 'What's wrong Masuta?' is what Taro had wanted to say, but the opportunity was just too hard for him to ignore. The other student looks away, a flush of intense emotion rising to his cheeks.
Was it embarrassment? Anger? Either way, Budo's quite easy to read. An open book tantalizing Taro to read it.
"It's Masu... Yamada." Budo mutters under his breath.
"I'm sorry. It's nothing alright?"
"Alright. I wasn't looking for an apology, just why. Am I pretty, Budo?"
The other student seemed to choke on air, blushing furiously once again. He was about to answer, but the bell rang, interrupting the other's train of thought. Budo stands up abruptly, letting his chair slide across the tile floor with a screech.
"Thank you for helping me with my studies, Yamada."
Budo bows, before gathering his belongings, and quickly exiting the library, barely even waiting for Taro.
Maybe Budo wasn't that easy to read after all.
~~~~ [Budo's P.O.V]
Budo walked, suddenly aware of his own steps, how they were too brisk, he was suddenly aware of his breathing, short and shallow, he had absolutely no reason to feel this way, Taro had just asked him a question, so why is he feeling this way?! Dammit.
As he tried to steady his pace, He started scolding himself. He's acting so harsh! Surely Ta-- Yamada was persistent because he wasn't used to people being so close to him...
Guilt began spreading under his skin, as if it was an itch you couldn't quite scratch.
He reached the classroom, Kaho-sensei isn't here. He left the door open, and as soon as he pulled his seat out of the table, Taro entered the room, not even sparing a glance at him
He did deserve it.
Kaho-san enters. The last class went by uneventfully. Budo rested his head on his arms. He should say sorry.
The past hour had felt like a blur.
Once the bell rang, Budo's eyes snapped open. He dozed off in the last few minutes. Kaho hadn't noticed.
He stands up, exits the room, and goes to the rooftop to get cleaning supplies. Busywork would have to do, he just needs to avoid Yamada.
He gathers what he needs and heads back to his classroom, keeping his eyes glued to the floor when he passed Yamada.
~~~ [Taro's POV]
'Budo's not looking at me. It's fine, I'm not attached.' Or so he thinks.
Taro's looking for Osana, but knowing her, she's probably walking home with Raibaru. They usually do that on Mondays. Taro's head started throbbing painfully once
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He loves who?! ( a (Budo x Taro) Yandere simulator fanfiction )(UNDER EDITING)
Fanfiction(Some shiet I made, enjoy.) (SLOW UPDATES THIS STORY HAS BEEN ONGOING FOR 5 YEARS) -------------------- Taro Yamada is an average student at Akademi high. His quiet charm was able to call out to anyone who looked hard enough. Budo was the reliable m...
