A/N Wow I haven't written on this site for well over a year (I think at least) and everything I have posted is so bad but I've had a sudden burst of inspiration after playing a lot of Yandere Simulator so here it goes. It's not my best exactly but aha why not post :)
From the outside, Akademi High School might seem like a beautiful, welcome place; full of students with brightly coloured hair and smiles, and clubs that just about anyone can join.
But no matter how nice people are to you, they never really make you feel included. Or maybe it's just me that they don't make included. I think that's what lead to me becoming so murderous, if the girls wouldn't involve me then I would have Senpai-and make them all jealous.
The first time I committed murder I couldn't believe what I'd done. I'd been at Akademi High School for two weeks, and still wasn't involved with my 'friends'. I still didn't get a seat in the cooking club; I still didn't 'fit' in the circle we all stood in when we spoke. It was destroying me. My parents had left for a long trip-and now no one at school seemed to care about me at all.
But my initial plan wasn't murder. I wanted to have a heart-to-heart with Kokona and make her begin to see me as a good friend; the same way she saw Saki. The idea came when I overheard her opening up about domestic abuse, and maybe if I told her my experience we could really connect...
"You wanted to meet me?" Kokona asked, curiously.
I nodded, bringing fake tears to my eyes. "I'm just really struggling." I sobbed. "And you're the best friend I have."
"Aw, Ayano." She sympathised. "What's wrong?"
"Well, my parents treat me really badly." I said vaguely, I didn't want to tell her everything yet, I was planning on gradually sharing my story so she'd feel sorry for me again and again. Then she'd want to include me.
"What do they do?" She asked.
"Well... they hit me, and." I looked up at her teary eyes. "Can you relate."
"How do you know?" She snapped suddenly. "You've been eavesdropping, haven't you?"
I felt threatened. I don't know why, but in that instance I screamed "No!" and pushed Kokona over the railing, grabbing her shoes instinctually so that people would imagine it was a suicide.
I was good at writing, and so I forged a note and left it on her shoes-leaving school as soon as possible.
I could feel butterflies in my stomach, but the guilt didn't really settle in immediately. Not until school the next day, when we were all told about the suicide.
It was something we all bonded over, out sadness and remorse of Kokona. The other girls would never know, and I finally belonged in the group. I'd taken her place.
Only, a few days passed and I started to feel guilty for what I'd done to these 'friends'. I went home and cried, took a day off, then thought about it with a smile. I finally had control over something, I'd taken a life and it felt amazing. I knew Kokona was my first, but definitely wouldn't be the last. I would keep killing until my life was just as I wanted, and until I finally had the Senpai I'd always dreamed of.
I'd do whatever it took to have my Senpai from that day forwards.