*all characters belong to YandereDev. Im only taking the story they created writing fic*
Monday 7:00 Before School
A dull ache seized the back of my head as the buzz of students whirled around me. Girls chattering amongst themselves about the latest gossip, boys whispering about their latest weekend escapades and video games. How redundant. Around me were hundreds of students, all so caught up in their own little worlds and desires, futile as they were. Why did they still care about such petty worries and concerns that fog their life? How could they laugh amongst themselves and share a connection I knew I could never feel? Why did I desperately wish I could feel something-anything-like this rest of them? I shut my locker abruptly, suddenly wanting to get as far away from others as I could to escape my own reality. As I gathered my books in my hand I turned to head towards the roof when a tall boy dressed in school uniform knocked me onto the ground. Notes, books, and pens went flying around me. A few blonde girls, more than likely the infamous bullies I've heard the others whispering about, giggled around me as they stepped over my things without offering help.
"Excuse me! I am so sorry, I didn't see you there!" The boy said hurriedly. Our hands brushed over my bio book and I looked into his grey eyes. All at once my heart begun to pound sporadically and my cheeks burned with embarrassment. Embarrassment? Is this what it felt like?
"I-it's okay. I should've been more careful," I stuttered, the nervousness oozing off of me due to his proximity. I couldn't explain why I was feeling like this.
"Well let me help you with your stuff. Are you hurt?" I could barely shake my head as trembling fingers worked to match his pace as we picked up my scattered things. Once we tucked all the notes safely back into my book we stood up again.
"Well," he continued, "I'm really sorry I bumped into you. I haven't seen you around, are you new?" I kept my gaze locked on my feet, too afraid to look into his angelic stare. I bit my lip, why was I suddenly feeling emotions? What was this boy doing to me? And why am I so addicted to it..?
Slowly I nodded my head. I could hear his voice go soft as he leaned down to catch my star struck gaze. The bell signaling for class to begin struck loudly, vibrating against the halls of the school. Quickly, students milled to the stairs as they headed to class.
"Okay, well I hope you I see you around. My name is Taro Yamada, don't be a stranger," he offered a small wave, the turned to head toward class. A small smile crept on my lips, surprising me with a surmounting feeling of euphoria. With him around I can feel all kinds of things, and I wanted more. I looked up as I watched him leave, each step he took farther from me resembling the slow drain of emotion from me, until I was no more. Without his presence, I was once again who I've always been- an outcast and emotionless.
Taro Yamada
The words tasted like honey in my lips. I wanted to drink him in over and over again, never leaving his side. I wanted to be with this boy who first allowed me to feel something, forever. I would stop at nothing to make him love me, and cherish him in the way only he deserved. He would become my senpai, and he would be mine. He doesn't have a choice.