Ayano Aishi had finally done it.
She had gotten rid of those pests that tried to take her sempai away and, with the help of Info-chan, managed to kidna- make sure that sempai was ok after he mysteriously got hit by a baseball bat and fallen into a music case. Totally an accident.
Now she only needed him to wake up so she could tell him the good news. Then she would introduce him to her mother, surely she will love him! . And possibly not be too mad for the money she had used on clothes and detergent. Who knew washing blood and dust from clothes was so difficult?
But it had all been worth it, because sempai was now hers and no one else's!
Now all he had to do was wake up….
Any minute now….
Aaaaany minute…
This is gonna take a while.
4 hours
After four hours of watching my gorgeous sempai sleep, he began to move. He had finally woken up!
"Ah! Senpai!"
He looked up and she trembled a little. He had finally noticed her!
"Ah..ah…Good morning sempai"
"….."
"You are probably confused, but it doesn't matter because we are now together and that's everything that matters now"
"…"
"I cannot wait to introduce you to my parents and begin our weeding plans, doesn't that sound wonderful"
"….."
Something was not right. Sempai was just watching her without saying a word. He should at least be asking questions or something!
"Uhhh…Sempai?"
"….."
Why doesn't he say anything!
Does he find her repulsive or maybe he is too stunned thinking about or weeding plans to say anything!
"Sempai, I appreciate the silence but it's getting a little creepy…"
"…"
"Please say something, or maybe the reason you don't say anything is because you don't love me"
That had to be it. There was no way sempai could like a girl like me.
"If that's the case then.."
There was no other way Sempai would not abandon me, I had to take extreme measures now.
"I have no other choice but to kill you"
It was the only way. Sempai was the only one who could make her feel. Without him, she was just a broken doll
I was about to say more but something began to shine.
I woke up then, in my bedroom.
Glancing at the calendar I noticed it was the first day of school.
Had it all been a dream?
That was the most logical answer, there was no way she could ever feel something.
As she began her way to school, she wondered once again if it had really been a dream.
Frisk Dreemur, age 17, woke up
Determined to save somebody
This is my new story, I hope this does better than the last one.
This was mostly a case of plotbunny bite