"Teruyan Aishi"-Headcanon for Yandere-kun's name.

Ayano felt a stare burning into the back of her head. She quickly turned around, hair swinging around behind her.

"Do you need something, Masuta-senpai?" she quarried. The martial arts master jumped, startled for a reason that Ayano didn't know.

"Ah, n-no! All's well, Aishi-san." said the elder nervously.

"Alright then. If you're worried about anything, feel free to talk to me." responded the female. Her voice was calm, neutral, but she seemed a bit curious. Not enough to ask any questions, but intrigued. She looked as though she was going to walk away, but added, "And you can call me Ayano, Masuta-senpai. We're not complete strangers, after all." She half-smiled.

Budo felt his cheeks heat up a bit, but blamed it on the uniform, in all of its dark and stuffy glory. "W-Will do, Ayano." he said, cursing his stutter inwardly.

They stood in silence for a moment, and it was clear that Ayano was unaware of what to do at this point. As someone who didn't have many (read: any) friends, she wasn't used to speaking to people, and Budo was unusually awkward at this moment.

"Well, I'll be going." said the girl as she turned on her heel and walked down the hall.

"Well, uh, see you around!" Budo called after her. She didn't turn around.

/(Copied and pasted from a Yandere Simulator Wiki page for the Martial Arts Club. Not Mine.)/

Juku: So. I can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes, or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute.

Mina: Juku. NO. That is NOT how baking works.

Sho: FLOOR IT!

Budo: JUKU, SHO, NO.

Juku: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?

Shima: JUKU YOU ARE GOING TO BURN DOWN YOUR HOUSE.

Juku: I'M GONNA HARVEST THE SUN TO BAKE COOKIES

Mina: JUKU, PLEASE STOP.

Shima: THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE ANY SENSE!

Juku: What?

Shima: HOW ARE YOU GOING TO HARVEST THE SUN?!

Budo: *facepalm* [This is why we usually only meet at school.]

"You okay, Budo?" asked Sho, who was casually hanging off of his club leader's shoulder in a playful manner.

"Yeah, I'm fine." answers the man in question, only to pause. "Why do you ask?"

"Oh, it's nothing really; just that you've been staring into space for a while, and we were worried you forgot about us."

"It hurt my heart." added Juku, a hand over his chest and a dramatic expression on his face.

"O-Oh! Sorry about that, guys. I was just thinking about... What was I thinking about?" the master martial artist

"A cute girl perhaps?" offered Juku mischievously, grinning with his hand on his chin. "Come on now, Budo-senpai, no need to hold out on your dear friends."

Budo shoved Juku and Sho away, grinning like an idiot. "Dear friends, my ass. Weren't you the two that took my clothes, then put the female uniform in my locker while I was in PE?"

"Admit it, you love us."

"As if!" laughed the raven.

"Uh oh, they're laughing. Mina, we should make sure that the curtain of the changing area isn't going to fall off." muttered Shima blandly as she and Mina entered the clubroom.

"Again?" groaned Mina.

"Don't worry; they haven't done anything of the sort." assured Budo.

"...Yet..." whispered Sho, gaining a chuckle from Juku. Mina gave them an exasperated look from where she stood.

"Ho? And how do we know you haven't done anything, Captain?" jested Shima, poking him in the chest good-naturedly.

"I would never do anything like that! Especially to a woman!" Budo said, humorously indignant.

"What about us, Captain~?" cried Sho.

"You can't leave us out of it~!" followed Juku.

Budo rolled his eyes, smiling.

"Oh, wait, I just remembered!" blurted Sho, "You still need to tell us about the girl that's on your mind!"

Shima and Mina became interested.

"A girl, you say? Budo, you should tell us about it." Shima's voice made it seem like less of a suggestion and more of a command.

"There is no girl!" said man denied.

"Ah, yes. Our dear Captain has been daydreaming about her even before Sho and I arrived! She took over his heart, and with it, his mind!" announced Juku poetically.

"Oh, who could it be? Maybe Ms. Saki Miyu? Or perhaps the booby-ful-I mean beautiful Kokona Haruka? The hauntingly pretty Oka Ruto? Or even one of the Basu sisters? Ah, who could it be?!" Sho cried out.

Mina turned away from the overly-dramatic scene and grabbed her Gi. Heading towards the changing booth, she said over her shoulder, "As long as it's not that weird second-year, Ayano Aishi. She gives me a bad feeling."

Shima giggled. "As if! Budo's a social person; there's no way he'd like a quiet loner like her. He'd be giving her his life's story, and all she'd say is, 'Ah,' or, 'I see,' or even, 'Is that so?', and he wouldn't even be able to tell if she was listening or not!"

Juku grinned. "I'd debate that, actually. Since she's quiet, she'd be a better listener, and Budo wouldn't have to worry about her wanting to get words in, 'cause he'd know she wouldn't really say anything!" He stood proud and confident, as if he'd won a contest that nobody knew of.

Budo sighed loudly, gaining the attention of his clubmates. "Shouldn't we get started with the activity before club time is over? Go get changed already!"

Shima slumped, disappointed she couldn't continue to embarrass her Captain any longer, but decided she'd prod the subject later.

Mina, meanwhile, had gotten dressed, and pushed the curtains to the side lazily, allowing Shima to pass her as she got out.

"I'm going to go get my headband; I left it in my gym locker."

"Hurry back, then." Budo said. "Sho, Juku, you two can get dressed out here. We're late enough as it is."

"Wow, Captain, are you that eager to see our bodies?" teased the two.

"Will you two just cut it out?" whined the leader, done with being professional for the moment.

The duo just laughed at their (momentarily) pitiful club leader, stripping themselves of their uniforms quickly.

Once they were done getting dressed, they got into position on the mat, readying themselves for a spar.

"Is it safe to exit?" inquired Shima from within the booth.

"No, we're completely naked and are currently dancing to a silent version of Party In The USA." responded Sho sarcastically.

"I'm going to pretend I did not hear that." sassed the girl as she moved the curtains.

And once more, Budo began losing himself in his thoughts. He pictured black hair, gray eyes, and an adorable smile, and could practically smell the cherry blossoms from behind the school, even as the sparring between his clubmates began.

I want to keep seeing her.

"Yan-chan, are you okay?" quarried Kokona.

"Yeah." the raven responded quietly.

"You seem a bit spacey, so are you sure?" piped Saki.

"I'm fine; just thinking."

"About?"

"Just an upperclassman I saw earlier."

"Was it Yamada-san?" teased Kokona.

"Huh?" A hint of a blush flickered to life on the black-haired girl's cheeks, and the emotive noise egged Kokona and Saki on in their playfulness.

"Oh? Does that make it a yes~?" giggled Saki. Kokona added a small, "Ooh~" on the sideline.

"Oh, uh, no. It was actually, uh, Masuta-senpai."

"Oh, you mean the head of the Martial Arts Club?" offered Kokona.

"Budo-kun?" Saki blinked.

"Yeah. You sound familiar with him. Is he of interest to either of you?" the youngest appeared a bit curious.

"Oh, not in particular." began Saki.

"He's just a really friendly guy." continued Kokona. They continued to finish each other's sentences, and Ayano felt a small bit of envy over their genuine friendship. If only she could have something like that. If only she could feel such honest emotions.

"He always helps out other students with whatever they need!"

"Homework, bullies, family issues..."

"Oh, yeah! Didn't he used to have really bad grades?"

"Yeah, the worst in the year!"

"Then," a giggle broke through the bluenette's lips, "he studied a lot, so that he was the best student in the grade-even getting a month ahead of the curriculum-just so that he could tutor the students who were struggling!"

"If he weren't such a goofball, I might have fallen for him!"

"Oh~, looks like Miss Haruka has high standards, hm~?"

"Of course! Don't you, Miss Miyu?"

Saki gave a dramatic scoff. "As if I'd let anyone who doesn't meet my standards come near!"

Kokona couldn't hold back her laughter, and immediately after, Saki broke out into huffing giggles, and Ayano couldn't hold back the small snort she let out as she bit into the rice ball the two other girls made for all of them to share.

The nice atmosphere was interrupted by a schoolbell, informing them that it was time for class once more.

"Ah, man! Class already? But we just got Yan-chan to smile~!" whined Saki.

"We've just had a once-in-a-lifetime experience! Why can't we have more time to savor it?" cried Kokona.

Ayano rolled her eyes, and she quietly began packing up her bento.

"Goodbye, Miyu-senpai, Haruka-senpai."

"What did we say about the surnames, A-ya-no?" Kokona scolded.

"Call us by our first names! We're friends, aren't we? Don't be shy!" added Saki.

'Friends...?' "Okay. Bye, Miyu-senpai, Haruka-senpai." She still wouldn't call them by their first names.

Saki and Kokona huffed at the retreating back of their Kohai, pouting at each other, muttering, "She doesn't change."

Regardless, the twin-drill/tail duo cleaned up their lunches and headed off for class.

Is that good for a first chapter?

Oh, and this applies to all of my stories:

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That sounds really condescending. Sorry.

Byeee.