Twisted Obsession

🐱 𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙳𝙰𝚈 (𝚆𝙴𝙴𝙺 𝟷)🐱

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7:00AM: BEFORE CLASS
7:00AM. Was this a joke? [Name] sighed in annoyance as she stood outside the entrance of Akademi High, her new school. Her father had assumed just because Akademi was the most prestigious school in Japan, the day would start off as early as possible. But apparently that wasn't the case. She wasn't the only one here, yet no one appeared to be going to class.

[Name] had lived in Japan all her life, but she'd been to a different school. After getting the highest marks in her examinations, she was offered a scholarship in Akademi, which was a top-rated school according to experts. Sure, it didn't have the cleanest history, but then, which school did?

The young girl sighed and took out her smartphone, only for someone to bump into her and make her abruptly drop her phone.

"Ow, what's the big deal?" she muttered, bending down to retrieve her device.

"I'm sorry!" A voice said, presumably a male. [Name] looked up to see a dark-haired boy. "I wasn't looking where I was going. That was so clumsy of me."

[Name] managed a small smile. "It's alright." She said simply. "I'm [Name] [L/n]. It's actually my first day, so I don't really know my way around..."

"I'd be happy to show you around!" the boy offered. "My name is Taro Yamada."

"Really? Thank you!"

They walked silently for a few moments. During that time [Name] snuck in the opportunity to check out Taro a bit. He looked like your average Japanese schoolboy. Not ugly, but not outstandingly handsome either. Her train of thought was interrupted when Taro spoke up. "So, what class are you in?"

"Um, I'm in 2-1," [Name] answered. "At least, I think so. I might have to double-check..."

"2-1? Cool," Taro said. "Actually, a friend of mine is in that class too. Her name is—"

"TARO!"

[Name] turned around to see a girl with long orange hair and amber-colored eyes, hands firmly planted on her hips. She looked annoyed, but her piercing glare was directed at Taro rather than [Name].

"Ugh! You can be such a pain, Taro!"

"I'm sorry..." Taro mumbled, while [Name] stared at him, and then the girl. Who was this girl anyway, and why was she so mad?

"I wanted to walk to school together!"
"I'm sorry..."
"But you went without me!"
"I'm...sorry..."

Jeez, why did he keep apologizing? He sounded like a broken record.

"And you ditched me for this other girl I don't even know!"

[Name] had had quite enough. "Excuse me," she said firmly. "Taro only offered to show me around because I'm new here."

The girl's eyes widened a bit before she looked more apologetic. "Look, let's start over," she said. "I'm Osana Najimi. You are?"
"[Name] [L/n]."

"[Name], this is the girl I was gonna tell you about," Taro said. "This is my childhood friend Osana. She's in your class."