Yandere Simulator
(Fem!Yan!Reader x Oka)

This will be my first story to include a ship, which in this case is my favourite rival, Oka Ruto! This will be Yuri, mainly because I can't picture her with anybody else (and also, I may or may not be crushing on her. (What? Don't look at me like that! We've all had a crush on a fictional character once in our lives! Admit it!)), but it will be a reader's point of view, maybe in the future I'll do a Fem!Oc x Oka, but for now it's this. I've never wrote a story which includes romance, so bare with me. And please no hate.

(y/h/c) means: your hair colour
(y/e/c) means: Your eye colour
(y/n) means: Your name
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So this is akademi high...
You look up at the brightly coloured building with mild interest. The blossoming trees and rose bushes made it seem like paradise to some, but to you it looked too happy and clichéd to be nice.
You had just moved to Japan with your younger brother and parents. Not that you cared at first, you had been home-schooled for two years now and expected to continue when you got here. But your parents had other ideas. Over the years of isolation, you had become very anti-social to the point that you could barely speak to your aunts, of course this had irritated your parents so much that they decided to in role you in school... whether you liked it or not.
You were never always home-schooled, you used to go to a public school back in the country-side a few years back. But... well, let's just say that they weren't to kind to those that were the odd ones out.
While your family were moving into the house, you had decided to check your new school out. You were disgusted, it was too happy and bright, like some clown had come and forced fun on the building. Yuck.
But in truth, you were frightened, you hated people with their fake smiles and judging eyes. They're all backstabbers that will just slow you down. Everyone of them. How were you suppose to make friends with liars? And besides... they'd just end up hating you like everyone else did.

You turned away from the weird school and started to walk home, as you turned a corner, your eyes landed on something beautiful. There was a girl, around your age, putting up posters on the bulletin board outside of the main gate. She was beautiful, she had short, messy, navy hair that blew in front of her face like yours, a choker around her neck, not spiked like yours, but still quite pretty. She wore a sweater over her small, barely visible, tank top and jeans and had dark gloves over her hands. From your point of view, you couldn't see her face, but you could tell by her posture that she was the shy, nervous type. It took a few seconds before she turned and noticed you, now you could see her face. Her eyes were a beautiful, light pink and she had bags under them, making her look adorable. Overall, she was beautiful, pure... and yours~ Wait... what?

"Umm... hi." Snapping out of your trance, you saw that she had approached you with her posters. Her head was bowed so her hair hid her pretty face. She was just like a little lolita~ It took a second before you realised that she spoke to you. You nervously responded.
"O-oh... Err, hi! S-sorry for staring, I don't mean to be rude." The girl looked up with her innocent eyes before blushing, she was so cute~ Get your head together! You can think this later!
"I-It's ok... I'm used to it." Her voice was so quiet and petite. She looked sad and frightened, probably because you were taller than her.
"I didn't mean it in a bad way! I couldn't stop staring because you're so beautiful. Errr... N-not in that w-way! I mean..." You searched desperately for an answer, almost overlooking her response.
"N-nobody has e-ever said that before. T-thank you, you're pretty too!" She barely mumbled, you couldn't stop staring at her blush.
Unlike the girl, this wasn't the first time you had been called pretty, but maybe the first time it had been truthful. In the past, boys had called you beautiful and asked you out, but they were all liars, just like everyone else. But the girl... she seemed so innocent, innocent people don't lie, right?
Breaking the silence, you extended your gloved hand to the shorter girl and smiled friendly. "I'm (y/n)." You said simply. The girl looked surprised, but returned the gesture slowly.
"I'm Oka."

The poster read:
Join the occult club today! We search for paranormal and spiritual activities.
Come help us fight the demons!

You had read it over 50 times already. After chatting to Oka and explaining that you would be going to the school, she handed you a poster and you had excepted immediately. Not only would you be in the same school as the little black beauty, but the same club and hang out after school together. You were mesmerised with the girl, she was so much like you, yet she wasn't. You couldn't wait to start school!~
You started in two days, so you now had to wait an agonisingly long time before you could see her again. Oh, her face was so perfect, so soft, so innocent, and those eyes... they were proof that angels did exist! After all the shit life had put you through, it was now rewarding you with her.
And no-one. NO-ONE! Could take her away from you!

That girl was so weird... Maybe we could be friends?
The very girl that (y/n) was thinking about, was currently looking up creepypastas online, like she usually did on a Saturday evening. Instead of concentrating on her work, her mind had wondered to our protagonist.
Maybe she could help me. With a friend, I won't be so shy. So maybe...
Maybe I could finally pluck up the courage to ask Taro out...

Ta-da! What do you guys think so far? This is my first shipping story and I am terrible at romance, so please so hate. Criticizem is great, just no hate, my poor heart can't take that...
I'll write the next part soon if you lot like it.
- QueenOfNerds713