Completely shitty cliché romance story

Hello. My name is Christian and I'm a music producer, meaning I really don't know anything about writing light novels. Or writing in general. This is my first attempt at it, so have fun and critique me as you'd like. I need it lol.

Disclaimer: I don't own Oreimo, the light novel belongs to its rightful owners, I just own the plot and my OC characters!

Enjoy reading the story!

Chapter 1: An introduction

Normally, I would have opened this story with introducing my name, but considering I don't know it, I'm afraid that would be impossible.

I'm a 17 year old boy and I am currently living with my best friend's family, which I also consider my own, due to the fact that they raised me since I was just a fragile little child. They say my sister, who became my best and only friend, found me deep in the woods, passed out. I must have been 5 years old, based on my size. There were no nametags or addresses on me, and I were in a pretty rough shape they said. My sister apparently freaked out and ran back to get her parents who, lucky enough for me, were home, not too far from where she found me.

When they arrived and saw my body lying in the woods, they kind of panicked and took me in. They managed to wake me up after several hours, but to their surprise, I had no memories of what happened or how I got there. Although I don't remember it well, they say that I freaked out after I woke up, and tried to run out of the house. They managed to get a hold of me and calm me down, though. They asked me questions like what my name was, where I came from and if I could remember my parents.

I had no clue. They couldn't figure out what to do, so ultimately, after a lot of consideration, they decided to raise me as one of their own. My sister which I mentioned earlier, is not my sister by blood, since I'm adopted into their family. That's why I referred to her as my best friend. She's one year younger than me, and to this date she's been my only friend. And my only sister.

(add a time skip here if you want, makes it easier to keep track of different time periods)

It's Thursday morning, the sun was shining high above the white clouds gently floating above our heads, we decided to walk towards school today. My sister, Ayame, is walking beside me, as she always does.

We attend the same school, even though I'm one year above her (did you mean same class or same school? Because if you write school it doesn't make much sense, considering there are different classes and ages). Although I said she's my only friend, she doesn't really treat me like one.

What I mean by that is, basically we have a relationship someone would consider strange, perhaps because of the hostility between us. She treats me like a completely useless delinquent and acts all high and mighty when we're together, like she's constantly trying to prove a point or something.

In other words, she's full of herself. But with good reason. She's doing fairly well in school, way above average. Though she completely sucks in sports, she's still known as one of the school's best students. Despite how cliché that sounds, it's the undeniable truth. And above all, she's beautiful. Because of her long, brown hair, most often tied up in an elegant ponytail, her slim body and her good fashion sense she has a tendency of attracting all kinds of attention from the opposite sex, to the degree that she's fixed on the "fact" that everybody loves her.

Except me, at least not in that way. Not only is she defined as perfect by half the male population, but she's also a pro gamer.

Yeah, really…

She's on the top rankings of many of the most popular competitive video games. She even earns most of her total revenue from it. Only a handful of people know this though, counting me, her parents and her best friend Seiko.

We sometimes play games together, but I prefer not to, solemnly to the fact that I'm always getting completely crushed by her, whatever the game might be. Trust me, I've tried everything from moba's, to fps and even card games. She always wins. And every time she does she always makes a big fuzz out of it.

But enough of her. Let's talk more about me, the so called delinquent who doesn't even know his real name. That's not to say I haven't been given one. My family gave me one after they took me in.

"Hey, Yuji?"

"What?"

"What are you thinking about? You've been having this disgusting grin painted all over your face for the last 10 minutes now."

Really? I wasn't really enjoying myself in any manner right now, so that seems very unlikely. Anyway, that's my name, Yuji, and that was my sister just now who casually threw a stupid comment to my face for the sake of provoking me, like she often does. She likes when I get annoyed. That's why I don't let myself get annoyed, simple as that.

"Oh. Well I wasn't thinking about anything specific. Why, are you curious about who I might be thinking about? Are you worried I might have someone on my mind?" I said, with a cheeky tone and probably a stupid smirk painted on my face.

"Ew, no. It's annoying so stop it."

Ah, what a beautifully harsh response.

Basically just telling me to stop smiling. She didn't even turn her face towards me when talking to me. She just ran her hand through her hair casually and slung her bag over her shoulder.

What a pain, this person. We never walk besides one another anymore, it's more like she's a bit ahead of me, as if she's trying to make it look like I'm a stalker who follows her trail.

It wasn't always like this though. Back when we were younger she was actually the only friend I had, considering I was found alone in the forest without any memory of my past or who I was. When I had no one, she was there. She would always ask if I wanted to play with her, or just hang out. When I had a hard time adapting to my new surroundings, she was there to cheer me up. At one point we actually became dangerously close, but as we got older, she got colder and more distant.

Maybe it's normal when girls hit that age to start acting like that. I wouldn't know, anyway. She's still my sister, so no matter how aggressive or ignorant she can behave towards me sometimes, she still has a precious place in my heart.

"There, you're doing it again. Gross."

"S-Shut up, will you."

She chuckles a bit as we keep walking. School's right ahead.

On the road we collide into Seiko, and that's how we usually separate ourselves. She catches up to her and they start talking, while I end up walking alone, as I don't really want to bother them.

Her friend, Seiko, looks over to me right after she greets Ayame, with something of a pained smile. Not surprisingly, as we have somewhat of a history, Seiko and I. She's my ex, actually.

She's equally beautiful as my sister, as they have a very similar style. She has long, blonde hair with a black hairpin, her signature artifact, which I bought her on a day we were out dating. She's been wearing it ever since.

I was the one to break up with her, after we'd been together for about half a year. When I look back I actually only have good memories, but I just didn't feel like keeping the relationship up anymore, so I broke up. She didn't take it too lightly, though.

Flashback

"Let's break up."

"Eh..?" she said, sort of like a whimper. By looking at her face it looked like she just got kicked in the stomach and was keeping the pain in. I clicked my tongue as she made me repeat myself.

"I mean it. Let's break up."

Her expression changed. It was like she was in denial, as if she couldn't really believe what she just heard. She really had no idea what to say or do. It felt like breaking something really fragile and irreplaceable. It wasn't exactly a very fond experience.

"W-why are you saying this? Is there someone else?" She barely managed to say that without her voice breaking. The atmosphere was getting so thick it was getting hard to just breathe through it.

"No, you're wrong. I really like you Seiko, you're absolutely gorgeou-"

"Then why?!"

She cut me off before I could finish, the tone in her voice had hints of fright and anger.

"I thought we had something, Yuji, really. What gives? Am I seriously not good enough?" She's frustrated all right. Who am I to blame. She loves me, I know that.

"…I really just need some space… Sorry. "

Yep. That's the best thing I could come up with. I don't think I'd be able to explain, even if I tried. To be honest I hadn't really planned out what to say, neither did I really know why I wanted to break up with her myself. She is one of the prettiest girls, top 3 on my "prettiest girl list" in school, alongside my sister. I mean, who would have thought that she would actually go out with me. I guess I got tired of it as much as I hate to admit it, and that's ironic because I was the one to confess to her in the first place. I had a really shitty day back then, and I'd been interested in her for a while. I randomly crashed into her in the hallway, and I thought… why the fuck not? So I said it, or rather, I screamed it.

"Seiko! Please go out with me!" I could hear the echo from my voice as the awkward silence was creeping into the hallway. After a moment, to my surprise though…

"Sure."

Unbelievable. When I looked up at her she actually had a tear in her eye.

"I thought you would never ask, Yuji-kun" She said. Apparently I'd hit the jackpot. Hell, I had no idea she knew my name.

But that's just the beautiful past, and here we are. Still in the past actually, where we broke up.

"I-I don't get this… "

She was crying, right in front of me, drying her tears with the sleeves on her school uniform. Her beautiful and vulnerable image. I had a hard time meeting her gaze. Any single guy would call me crazy for doing this. And maybe I was, and still am. On impulse I walked over and hugged her. She was slightly startled, but slowly leant onto me and dug her face in my shirt, grabbing on to it as she couldn't hold in her frustration. She realized I wasn't joking now, and started sobbing, with short, uncontrollable heaves in between to catch her breath. I'd notice it well lately, how much affection she had gained for me, only after this short time. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't just done with her, as if she were just an object. I'm not like that. I just couldn't sort out my feelings properly, but I know that part of me felt that I'd been dragging her whole lifestyle down, simply because she's way out of my league, as she always was. The time she spent with me, she could have spent being with her friends of studying, or doing sports. Anything. I think there had been building up a big pile of guilt over the 6 months we'd been together. I just didn't deserve her.

"I'm sorry Seiko. You're amazing, and you will find someone better than me. I had so much fun the time we were together. The first night we became one, is probably one of my best memories. I just don't think we can make it work out, and I just feel guilty."

"Idiot… I don't want anyone else." She cried out softly. She knew that it wouldn't help it though, whatever she said. My determination was clear. She slammed me two or three times to the chest, each punch weaker than the one before, as if she was actually losing her strength. I hugged her tighter, and her sobbing became more intense. I just wanted to leave, but I owed her this much. I decided in my mind to stay with her for as long as she needed, before parting ways, which we eventually did.

End of Flashback

(Note: if the Flashback sequences are short, you can highlight/mark them by writing the entire thing in cursive OR if it's longer, like here, you just write "Flashback" at the beginning and end so the readers know it's one.)

"Hey, we're going on ahead Yuji. Catch you later"

I nodded to Ayame who was waving to me from behind, as we parted. They had gone on ahead, probably because I walk slower when I'm lost in thought. Ayame knew we were together back then, but when we just stopped seeing each other she didn't pay it any mind. The look Seiko gave me just now made me remember all that stuff that I'd prefer to forget.

It's been roughly two months since the breakup. I've tried acting like a friend towards her, but it's not so easy. It's not like she's mad, but she just can't look me in the eyes without looking kind of broken. She tries to cover it, and she does. Nobody notices it but me. Kind of makes me feel horrible, like I've fractured something beyond repair.

I walk into school, and into my classroom. The day just went by on a whim, not exciting but not head-banging-boring either. And suddenly, as if I fast traveled there, I'm home, I greet my parents who are in the living room. My father reading the news while my mother is working on dinner. I take a deep whiff of the mouthwatering dinner she's cooking and give her a positive comment on it and a thumbs up. She likes it when I notice her efforts. My dad notices me when I enter his line of sight. He's sitting on the couch as he lowers the paper and looks at me.

"How was school today pal?"

My dad always greets me with his friendly tone, as if we we're classmates. It's kind of weird, kind of creepy to be honest.

"Fine. Nothing particularly interesting about it." I reply as I take off my shoes.

"I see. Make sure to study well, even though the semester just started, all right? I don't want you slacking off too much, ha-ha!"

He gives me a wide and stupid smile and an enthusiastic thumbs up. I could swear I saw a shiny star reflecting from his teeth with a featured "bling" sound effect ringing in the back of my head.

"Yeah, yeah. Leave it to me."

"Good!" He gets back to reading his paper, as my mother laughs a bit at my lazy responses to my overly eager dad. She probably finds the contrast between us funny.

"Is Ayame home?" I just felt like asking.

"Yeah, she's upstairs." My mom replied. I start walking upstairs and towards my room. After entering my room I throw myself on the bed like I often do. It's a really great feeling being able to just completely relax for a few minutes before actually doing something productive. My peace quickly gets shattered to pieces by a knock on the door. I slowly look at the door, and it magically opens. In comes my sister, Ayame.

"What is it? I'm trying to relax." I whine out in exasperation, my head hitting the softness of my mattress again.

"Well, sorry Aniki. You can relax later" She gives me an annoying smirk and then just enters my room.

"Hey, I didn't tell you that you could just barge in here, did I? It's my sacred area you are entering, you know. I might curse you." I try to intimidate her out of my room, but it's no use.

"Oh come on. What are you, five? I just want to hang out. I'm bored." She closes the door and sits down on my desk chair, crossing her left leg over the other and crossing her arms casually. She's wearing her pink, slightly oversized sweater and a black skirt. She changed clothes already?

"Well, whatever. Do what you like." I say as I lay down on the bed again, trying to restore the peace she had stolen from me just now.

"What the hell? I just said that I'm bored, and you just casually go back to sleep?" She says with a exaggerated eye roll and a annoyed huff.

I muttered an affirmative response, not bothering to open my eyes. I could hear her making a slightly annoyed sound. I just imagined her pouting face on the chair there, and I laugh internally.

"There you go again, with that creepy smirk. Really…" another exaggerated eye roll, again.

"H-hey, shut up, all right? I don't smirk like that." He crossed his arms with a typical tsundere blush on his cheeks.

"Yes you do, stupid."

"No I don't."

"Yeah you do."

This girl…

"Now listen here-"

I turn towards her to find her sitting on the floor right beside my bed, with her arms leaned on the edge, staring at my face with a bugged expression.

"W-what are you doing?! Too close! You'll infect me!" I "accidently" push her forehead back on impulse with my index finger and as a result she loses her balance and just falls down on her back with a slight bump to the floor. I burst out laughing at that amusing sight. She was apparently sitting on her toes or something.

"W-w-what the hell? Idiot! Die!" her face all flushed in crimson of embarrassment, probably because I'm laughing like an idiot. Really, she's fun sometimes.

"Geez, fine. I'm out. Idiot." She gets up and goes over to the door. I finally stopped laughing and managed to apologize, although it's probably too late for that to have any effect. She stops at the door and turns around.

"You know, if you really appreciate my presence at all, you shouldn't push me away all the time."

She closes the door behind her. I was left kind of startled.

What the hell? Did I really make her mad? Oh well, It's not like I really care.

Of course I appreciate her presence, I don't have to remind her all the time, do I? Besides, I'm too tired to even bother doing anything right now. Besides, she treats me like shit when we're at school and practically anywhere else. It's only when we're at home that she softens up and wants to hang out. I don't get her sometimes, but then again I take it I'm not supposed to.

After dinner I return to my room. I turn on my laptop and open up one of the moba games that Ayame has been trying to teach me lately. I decided that I might as well try to get into one of her games and see if I can beat her at it, if I just practice enough.

A moba game is basically a sort of player versus player, PvP game where 5 players play together on a team against another group of 5 enemy players. There are often three lanes, where two go top-lane, two go bot-lane and one go mid-lane. The ultimate goal is to defeat as many of them and destroy their base. Pretty simple concept.

The tricky part about such a game are the mechanics. You have to be really focused and mechanically skilled to be able to outplay your opponent.

After playing some matches I take a break and look at the clock. Its 7:34pm. Damn, time really flies by when playing games, just like Ayame once said.

I stretch out my arms and neck and get up to prepare the bath. After getting a towel and a change of clean clothes I walk out into the hallway. Ayame's room is to the left, passed the staircase, all the way to the window, while mine is to the right of the staircase. My room is a lot smaller than hers, basically because they didn't have another room for me when they took me in, so they just used one of their storage rooms, which was a lot smaller in size, but still big enough to fit a bed, desk and a drawer.

I don't mind, really. I'm still thankful for what they did for me, back then. Suddenly adopting a unknown child isn't an easy decision to make.

I've talked with my mother about this before, and she says that if they hadn't, I would probably have died of hypothermia or something. I pretty much owe them my life.

It was a November morning, so the cold climate was closing in. It's been 12 years since then, and I got to say I've gotten pretty used to this lifestyle. Not that I had one before, because I can't remember. I consider them my real family now though, so I just call them mother and father. I prefer using my sister's name. Calling her Onee-chan just seems weird.

In that moment, Ayame comes out of her room. She's in her pajamas, with a towel as well. I might as well start the conversation like the lovable brother I am.

"Wanna take a bath together?"

"Die." Came her frosty response to my entirely innocent question,

"Yikes, I'm joking. What if I actually died someday, you know?" I shot her a playfully frown

She stops in her tracks for a moment and then turns around.

"Yeah, what if?" She says with a plain look. A shiver runs down my spine. This is my sister all right, cold as ever.

"Geez. Thanks for caring." I mutter under my breath, sarcasm dripping from each word.

"I'm joking." She says, imitating the way I said it with a wry smile. She can be "nice" sometimes too, I guess.

I let her use the bath. Ladies first. I still have some manners from my previous relationship with Seiko. She basically taught me everything I know about normal and social behavior, mainly towards girls, because my sister wouldn't.

I was a mess back then. I would only wear clothes that I found comfortable, not paying any attention to style or fashion. My hair was getting really long as well, because I simply didn't bother going to a barber and paying money to cut my hair.

That was one of the first things we did after me and Seiko started dating. I was really damn embarrassing back then.

"S-so, Seiko, is there anything you wanna do?"

"No, nothing in particular… But can I ask you something?"

"Anything! Go ahead!" She giggle a bit at my overly excited behavior. God she's cute.

"Well, remember you said that you'd been having a crush on me for a while, right? I was just wondering, why confess now? I thought I gave you clear signs long ago that I were interested in you."

"Ahh, hehe, u-um well, you know… I'm not really sure why. I kind of just had a really bad day, and then I stumbled upon you and I just kinda got h-happy, so…"

She smiled radiantly to my half-assed response, and then she kissed my cheek, all of the sudden. I swear my face was about to explode.

"Well, I'm glad you did. You're pretty dense, you know."

"Aha, r-really?"

"Hey, I know! How about we get you a new haircut?"

And that's how I ended up cutting my hair. It's probably one of my smartest choices in life.

Looking back on old photos I feel like puking, and Ayame always comments on it, laughing her ass off every time she sees an old photo of me.

Such an evil thing to do though, not letting me know how horrible I looked until AFTER I'd done something about it. I mean, she dresses herself elegantly, just like Seiko. They both have crazy good views on styling and makeup. They don't use much makeup, but just enough to enhance their already good facial qualities. Seiko told me that makeup isn't for covering up, but for adding small details to an already beautiful, natural face.

Well, she didn't spell it just like that, but that were my thoughts. She was all about natural beauty, always mentioned it when we were talking about makeup or similar stuff.

I rarely talk with my sister about stuff like that, because she often calls me a creep when I mention it, as if I've been staring at her and drawing conclusions based on her appearance. Of course that's not how it is, but my sister tends to twist my words around enough to break them sometimes.

Honestly she just hungers for attention and whenever I give her some, she goes all tsundere and tells me to stop. Such a pain.

"Here, the bath is all yours."

Ayame opens the door and exits the bathroom with a towel to her hair. She's still wearing her blue pajamas from earlier. Just a simple t-shirt and matching shorts. She walks passed me after I subconsciously give her a nod. She then stops, and turns around with a confused look to her face.

"Wait, did you really stand out here all this time, waiting for me to finish? Have you been eavesdropping or something?"

Her words, pretty casually formulated, with a hint of insecurity, as if she thinks I'm a pervert who would eavesdrop on his little sister as she's taking a bath.

To be honest I didn't even think about it. But apparently I've been standing in the hallway, leaned onto the wall in front of the bathroom door all this time, thinking. Thinking about what? I didn't muster a response, I just gave her a pale look, as if I were slightly surprised by her words.

"…You've become really oblivious lately. It's creepy, as if you're doing a monologue to yourself in your head or something… Anything on your mind?"

What the hell? A monologue in my head? Now that's creepy.

Yeah…

"No, I'm not really… I think it's just your imagination."

"Really?" she says, though it doesn't really sound like she would believe that for some reason.

"Yeah, don't worry about it. I'm kind of just thinking back at stuff. "

"Who said I was worried?"

"No one, but usually you wouldn't care about me, even if my behavior changed or anything like that, so I just found it odd for you to even act like you cared. "

It was a very direct response, and maybe even a bit harsh. She was a bit taken aback by that, and her face slightly flushed up as she looks down.

"It's not like…that."

"What?" I couldn't really make out what she said, or well I had an idea, but... She just looks up at me like she's about to punch me in the face.

"Forget it." Came the cold reply,

She slowly turns around with a "hmpf" look to her face and goes into her room, probably to play a game or something.

I enter the bathroom and get in the tub after I undress. 15 minutes later I get out. The clock is 8:21pm now. Might as well play something myself. Only thing I've been playing lately though is that moba game I mentioned. After I log in and start looking for a match I get an in game message, from Ayame.

"Huh, I didn't realized you played this game. ."

"I don't, actually. I just felt like playing a match."

It's just way too embarrassing to tell her I've secretly been practicing at this game. If she knew, she would make fun of me, obviously. She was the one who showed me that game in the first place.

She was playing it one day when I came into her room with some clean laundry, and it caught my interest. I asked her what game she was playing and she suddenly got enthusiastic about it, as if she'd been waiting for me to show interest in her games for a long time. After all, she doesn't really have any gamer friends except me. Not that I consider myself a gamer, but when she asks me if I've been playing anything lately I always say that I have, because she gets happy if I do. Though in reality I rarely play anything.

"Wanna play with me?"

"Sure, start undressing and I'll be there in a sec."

"IDIOT!"

Another successful taunt. It's a joke obviously. I wouldn't really consider myself a siscon, though I really love pulling those every once in a while, just to annoy her. Although she looks incredible, I supposed I've just grown immune to it. But I won't lie, the last year she obviously started "evolving", well at least her body did, a lot, and don't think I haven't noticed. I have, but yeah, after all I do consider her my real sister.

"So? Game or no game?"

Ah, right. I still have to respond to her game request. Why don't we make it a bit more interesting? I lean over the keyboard with an evil grin plastered on my face as I type.

"Yeah, allright. One condition though. If I win, I can request one thing from you. It can be anything I want, and you have to do it, no matter what it is. You game?"

"Sure."

Tch… She's pretty confident considering she just agreed on something completely stupid, with such a casual response. What if I actually win? No, I definitely will win this game.

"That means I can do the same if I win right? ^_^"

"Of course."

I crack my knuckles and stretch out as we load into the game. I chose my favorite character: Agregai, the Ice warrior. After months of practicing with him, I've come close to perfecting his mechanics. She won't stand a chance against me when I get all my abilities.

In this game you start out with one ability, out of four. You unlock your other abilities as you gain experience points and level up. Pretty simple. The thing with my character, though, is that when he unlocks all his abilities at level 6, he gets the potential to unleash a crazy combo, that no one can withstand, not even my sister.

As I bask in my evil laughter thinking about my genius plan, I notice her choice of character. Illya, the Necromancer.

Huh, not bad.

Who am I kidding, she knows this game better than anyone. I'd be a fool to underestimate her now. But I won't lose. I can feel that this is my game. The loading is at 100% and we both get transferred into the 1v1 pvp realm.

"All right!" I say to boost my confidence like a real typical shounen hero. I buy the required items with the starting amount of gold that we get. Some for my damage, but I focus mostly on mobility and utility. Although Agregai scales really well with straight out damage, he easily becomes too squishy if I don't get enough health and damage resistance items.

Trust me, I know. I've been searching up builds on the internet, just to get the best build possible for this character. We move towards the lane with the spawned minions that each team has. On this 1v1 match there is only one lane. In other words, there is no mistaking it. She will come here, and we will have our match in the middle of this lane. It all comes down to who's the better player. All the time it's always been her, but this time it's different. She tries to poke me down with her Death grip ability, but I dodge it smoothly. I can see an opening as I dodge to the left of her Death grip and decide to throw my Frost Hammer ability towards her...

"Damnit!" It missed.

She saw through my plan, all right… H-Hey, she even dared to write /laugh in the chat, and now her character is laughing down at me. Such humiliation… She won't be laughing for long when I'm done with her. I decide to run into the nearest bush, removing any vision from myself.

As I expected, she tries to counter my anticipated ambush by moving away from the bush to cover distance, and she moves over to the other side of the lane. "Heh…" Just as planned. What she doesn't know is that I planted my Ice Mirror ability in that other bush, right before I threw my hammer ability towards her. My Frost Hammer was just a distraction so that she wouldn't notice it.

The ice Mirror ability allows me to place a rune somewhere, and within a 7 second time frame it allows me to teleport back to that rune instantly, giving birth to the most advanced ambush moves any game has ever seen. She won't expect this! After I teleport to the bush I prepare my Destiny Leap ability to smash her down, while she still keeps her eye on the wrong bush. If I land that ability 100%, it does tremendous damage, as where I will follow up with another Frost Hammer, as the cool down has refreshed by now. If my plan succeeds, I'll take out enough minions in the impact for me to gain enough experience points for unlocking my ultimate: Bane of Isgmir. Behold, for my ultimate is straight up a complete knock out ability, where it takes two seconds for me to charge it and I have to be up close for it to even hit anything, making it an extremely hard ability to land. My Destiny Leap ability has an area of effect stun, making her unable to move for exactly two seconds, just the time I need for the fatal finish. This is the combo I was talking about…

This is it, just you watch! I jump at her with the force of a supernova, screaming. I swear I could feel the wind as I flew towards her.

"DON'T UNDERESTIMATE MEEEE!"

…The rest is history.

I lean back on my chair with my arms hanging down and face to the ceiling. The heavy atmosphere lowering itself to embrace me. What happened…My plan…It was perfect. If only-

My thoughts get interrupted suddenly by the sound of my door opening, and in comes a cheeky, victorious necromancer. I can feel her grin casting a shadow over my room. If you didn't figure it out yet, I lost. Terribly. My plan was completely countered by her and she finished me quickly after that. I had no chance, after all. God damnit.

"Fu fu fu…" Her evil laughter making my face cringe in defeat.

"Looks like I won, huh."

"Yeah, good job. You did it again." My response was dry and plain,

"Of course. You didn't actually think you stood a chance right?" her smile was as confident as ever.

"Tch. What If I did?" I tried appearing confident and cheeky, but it didn't work well judging by the cocky smile she still wore.

She just chuckles at my response, like I'm completely stupid for saying that.

"Well, I won't go as far as saying that you played bad. You did pretty well, for a normal person." She says with a flip of her hair.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say." I get up from my chair and move over to the bed. I cast a quick glance over at the clock, to see that it's almost 9pm.

"Are you going to bed?" She says, looking a bit disappointed.

"I don't know. I'm not really tired. I just felt like laying down for a second. How did you know I was going to ambush you from the opposite bush?" I ask, with a whiney tone.

"Well, to be honest I didn't expect you to go for such an "advanced" engaging technique, and it might have worked if you'd actually pull it off correctly, and a lot faster." She said. She seemed a bit impressed at it, and I just mentally take it as a compliment. She sits down on my chair, dangling her feet while looking at her fingernails.

"Yeah I guess it could have gone better. I supposed you'll have to give me lessons or something if I want to get close to your level." I say it with an obvious sarcastic tone, enough to actually piss her off a little.

"Yeah right. Idiot." She pouts.

"So, I'm going to sleep. Since you're already here, there's room for two of us in my bed if you'd lik- O-ouch!" She threw one of my school books from my desk at me. It hit me right in the head, too.

Damn that demon necromancer from hell!

"Could you not joke about that? It's seriously not funny." Her frown was dark and disgusted

I rub my head, trying to soothe the pain.

"Why? I mean, you know it's a joke right, so why get so mad about it? We're siblings, so stuff like that wouldn't happen no matter what anyway, geez."

"Y-yeah, I know that! It's just annoying… Find a girlfriend or someone else you can pull those with, not me."

Her face covered in a slight dark crimson color, as she's awkwardly trying to hide it. Such a tsundere that girl…

"I might get the wrong idea, idiot."

"What was that?" I pretended not to hear it. She looks at me and leaves out a small sigh.

"Just treat me like a normal sister for once, or something. Whatever, I don't really care. I'm out."

She gets up and walks out the door. I said goodnight to her but she didn't really answer. Don't I treat her like a normal sister? Of course I do, right? It's totally normal for siblings to diss each other. She even forget to ask something of me, since she won the bet. Whatever, I got tired of this anyway, so I quickly fell asleep after that conversation as a result.

Thanks for reading guys, this is the ending for chapter 1 so far! Please leave a review and tell me if I should continue or not!