~Ciao, viewers (I am not Italian, don't sue me, please.) This story is only a joke and should NOT BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY! It's likely to be a joke story.~
The wind drifted between Ayano's black jet ponytail. She tightened her grip on her leathery bag strap and looked at the pavement of the hard road. The looming sakura trees dispelled as many sakura leaves as the trees could produce that Spring season. The road was empty, tracing the outline of the last car seen.
Ayano's uniform flowed with the wind, along with her skirt. She quickly covered her skirt before her bragas could show. ( I am not Hispanic, don't sue the author, please.) She held a blank expression before looking around the second time. Two students were seen in sight, one a ginger masculine girl, the other a tall, skinny boy.
"Baka!Baka! You and I are late! When we get home, I'm going to beat your butt until you can't feel it!" The girl blushed while yelling at the apologetic male. "Sorry, sorry! I was preparing for the first day of school, Osana! Don't blame me, it's my last year in Akademi High!" the surprisingly cute boy responded to Osana's outbreak.
Ayano stared at the pair, feeling oddly attracted to the handsome young man walking with the girl. She stared down at her hands, tingling with excitement. Ayano smiled for the first time in her life. She looked back at the 3rd year highschool student. Her lips opened, saying the first thing that came to mind,"Senpai..." Her cheeks felt hot and red and her heart beat faster, with the thought of him racing around her head. Whatever she felt, she wanted to feel that sensation again. She followed her senpai with his tsundere friend.
Her pupils focused only on his luscious black hair, the way it was brushed into independent bangs covering his forehead. His skin, lightly painted with the tint of peach and copper, all made into a soft pillow of flesh. His eyes were a shade of the purest color Ayano had ever seen. The color of the hopeless sky and the color of the victims ,piled on top, of a large bonfire inside of a brick container. She could smell the charcoal and ash in his eyes. His lips were what caught Ayano's attention the most. His perfect lips, shaped in a way where you could never be tired of kissing them, shaped in a way where the lucky girl would place hers, a shape that was right for Ayano Aishi.
Yandere-chan would not even dare glance at her new rival. She didn't desire to have scum like her inherit Senpai's heart. Yandere-chan finally decided to memorize the girl and squinted at her with her blank, ruthless eyes. In her view, she was only a target to take care of, someone who isn't worthy of his love. Yandere- chan felt a fire burning into her stomach and her head getting hotter, but with a different motive. She wanted to hurt, kill ,murder , destroy, obliterate, and annihilate the girl. It was clear she wanted him for all herself.
They entered the tall, large white school, as a blonde teacher smiled at them from a distance, making sure no one gets hurt on the first day of school. Yandere-chan thought to herself while still in senpai's presence,"This is going to be a long school year."