A/N: Hello! So I came up with this idea to write a Persona 4 Fan fiction based on Yosuke's point of view. It will go through the whole game and how Yosuke feels about everything. Of course I won't write a chapter for each day though. Only days which involve Yosuke. Which I know is a lot but if it's only small parts I may group days together to cut down the amount of chapters there will be.

A few notes, I used this walk through as a guide. /Persona-4/

I'm not too sure on the schooling system used in Persona 4 so I'm going by this:

School start: 8:30 AM

Lunch: 12:30

School End: 3:00

So with that, I hope you enjoy the story!

-Chris

April 12th

I could hear the sound of rain hit against my window. Stupid rain. Disturbing me from my sleep. I slowly open my eyes and turn to face the clock with my slight blurred vision. I rub my eyes and look at my clock. It reads 7:30 am. Shit. I have to be at school in an hour. I sluggishly get out of my bed and headed to the shower. No one was home. Which was normal since Dad left for work pretty early to do some work at the shop. I strip myself of my boxers and turned the shower on. I step into it, still very sleepy.

Life in Inaba was pretty boring. Living in the city was so much more lively but I guess it can be nice here….It's actually a lot more relaxing here and everyone is friendly enough. There are a few exception though. Like a few of the employees at Junes. Man, they could be a BITCH too deal with. Thankfully though I had the day of work so I didn't have to worry about them today.

After washing myself I get out the shower and quickly dried my hair with a towel and then wrapped it around my waist. I made my way into my bed room and looked at the clock. It was 8:00. I had half an hour to get to school. Shit, I spent way to long in the shower. Looks like I'll be taking my bike to school. I swiftly put on my school uniform and got out my MP3 player and put it in my pocket then I hung my head phones around my neck. I picked up my school bag, not bothering to go through it hoping that everything I needed for the day was in it. I ran to the door, put my shoes on, grabbed an umbrella and left the house, remembering to lock the door. I took my rusty old yellow bike out the garage who was thankfully in decent condition to ride in this weather. Which was a surprise since the chain always came off. For once, the lord was on my side. I opened up my umbrella and sat on my bike. Most people found it weird how I could hold an umbrella and ride a bike at the same time but it's not that hard. Granted I always end up falling off my bike but, you get used to it!

I quickly cycle to school in fear of getting yelled at once again for being Late. It was the start of the school year. That means a new Homeroom teacher. I really, really hope It's not King Moron. He's hated me ever since I first came here and accidently walked into him. He got so mad at me for making one little mistake! I swear, If I ever had the chance I would kill hi- "Wh-Whoaaaa!" Next thing I new, I was flown into a lamppost. I could feel and uncomfortable pain swelling up in my er-lower regions. I bend over in pain and hold my stomach. Ouch. That hurt like a bitch. I felt the presence of someone behind me and I briefly looked over my shoulder to see a grey haired boy who looked about my age staring at me. A few seconds later he just walked away…Thanks for helping me. It's not like I was in PAIN or anything. Jeez. Some people are rude. The pain started to subside so I picked up my umbrella, got back on my bike and pedalled as fast as I could to the school.