This fanfiction is my version of the Yandere Simulator story. It was a relatively spontaneous idea, so it may be that I revise the chapter again. I look forward to feedback and constructive criticism. Otherwise, have fun with the chapter.

Something wrong with me. For as long as I can remember, I have always felt empty. Incomplete. Like a part of me was missing. This hollow feeling has dominated my life. I have never been able to feel anything else. My world has always been cold, dark, silent. My mother was exactly like me when she was a child. But when she met my father, everything changed for her. He brought warmth and color and life into her world. He made her complete. She told me that one day I would meet someone special, just like she did. Someone who would cure me, fix me, save me. I have spent my entire life waiting for that day. Dreaming of the moment I would meet the person who would complete me. It was the only thing For me to look forward to. It was my only reason to live. And then one day I found him. When I met him, something changed in me. My world was filled with color and light. It was like I had opened my eyes for the first time. I felt warm. I felt complete. I felt alive. He is my escape from this cold, gray, empty world I have been trapped in. He is the one I have been waiting for. The person I want to spend the rest of my life with. But someone is trying to take him away from me. She wants him, but not in the same way that I want him. She could never appreciate him the way I do. She doesn't deserve him. He belongs to me. I have to stop her. Even if it means hurting her. Even if it means killing her. There's nothing I won't do for him. I won't let anyone come between us. I don't care what I have to do. I don't care who I have to hurt. I don't care whose blood I have to spill. I won't let anyone take him from me. Nothing else matters. No one else matters. He will be mine. He doesn't have a choice.

Shortly after that I started stalking him. The next night I got a message from an unknown number, this person turned out to be Info Chan. An urban legend about a girl who finds out your personal secrets by hacking your phone or computer. She then blackmails you or sells your secret to the highest bidder. She is also said to have sold panty shots to boys.

I had followed Senpai to his house. Since it was on my way, it was not too conspicuous. After he had entered the house, I also went home and changed. After that I went to town to get something to eat, on the way back I passed Senpai's house again, and I just couldn't resist watching him sleeping. I didn't stand in front of his window for long maybe 10-20 minutes, 1 hour or more, he just looks so cute when he sleeps. Luckily, I had changed into dark clothes, the school uniform would probably have been quite noticeable. I briefly considered taking the opportunity to grab something from his room, but decided against it and went home. By the time I got home, of course, the food was already cold. I put it in the microwave and put on my pajamas. After I finished eating, I was about to go to bed when suddenly my phone vibrated. I had received a message from an unknown number, the message read:

"Hey."

I wrote back, "Do I know you?"

I was a bit surprised, but not worried. Maybe someone just had the wrong number, or someone was trying to play a trick on me. However, I didn't have time to think about it further, because I got a new message:

"I saw you stalking an upperclassman today."

Damn, how could she know that, I had made an effort not to attract attention. Now I was really worried, but I decided to keep calm and wrote back:

"Sorry, but there must be some misunderstanding."

the answer was not long in coming: "There is no need to play dumb with me, I am trying to help you."

"And how are you going to do that, are you going to text him in the middle of the night too, or blackmail him with something."

"No, but I have information, about the girl he was with."

"I'm listening."

"Her name is Osana Najimi, she has a crush on him."

"She is planning to confess to him next Friday, underneath the cherry tree behind the school."

"There is a myth that if you confess your love to someone underneath that tree, the person you confess you can't refuse".

"I've heard about that. But why are you telling me all this?"

"I would be happy if something bad happens to Osana- Chan. I think you might be the right person to give her what she deserves."

oh no, what kind of weird revenge story did I get into now. However, I had to find out who this person was and what he/she was up to. So, I asked:

"Who are you?"

Shortly after, I got the answer, "Have you ever heard of Info Chan?"

"I've heard rumors, an urban legend about a girl who hacks people and sells their darkest secrets to the highest bidder."

"The rumors are true, but that's just the tip of the iceberg. I sell a lot more than just blackmail."

"I also heard that you sell panty shots to boys."

"Somehow I have to finance myself. You know, the equipment I need for this job isn't exactly cheap."

At this point I was pretty annoyed. Great, a perverted weirdo, just what I need in my life. But I was also a bit skeptical. I replied:

"Are you trying to tell me you're Info Chan? Do you really expect me to believe that?"

"I installed an app on your phone. Take a look."

I left the chat and searched my apps. Suddenly a new icon appeared, showing the silhouette of a person with short hair and glasses. Without me doing anything, my phone switched back to the chat and I got a new message :

"And convinced."

"How did you do that?" I asked.

"That's not something you need to be concerned with."

"If you a few small favors for me, I can offer you a wide variety of services that should help you eliminate Osana-Chan."

"If you ever need a favor, text me a panty shot and I'll give you whatever support I can."

"If you want to know personal information about anyone at our school, just send me a photograph of their face and I'll tell you everything I know about them."

"If you still have questions, or just want to check again, check out the app. It's got everything you need to know."

"You're disgusting!"

"You're a stalker!"

"You're a stalker too!"

"How do you know I was stalking him? To know that, you would have to have stalked me as well."

That was true, she was really sure that I had stalked him and when I had written that it was a misunderstanding, she had immediately excluded this. And the only way she could be so sure was that she had been watching me for a long time. But that also meant that she must have followed me. I had been mainly focused on senpai, but I still tried to remember if anyone had noticed me. Had I really been so careless and not noticed that a person was following me, or? Suddenly another thought occurred to me, a possibility I had not considered before. I had tried to avoid the few surveillance cameras, but there had been rumors for some time that there were actually many more cameras that could be extended from the ceiling. So far, I had not believed these rumors, but I thought the same about Info-Chan. If she could hack these cameras, she would have the whole school in view from her computer. Which would mean that she could monitor me at any time. I was torn from my thoughts by a new message:

"I guess you're right about that, but I'm not as obsessed with one person as you are. Judging from the pictures on your phone, you seem to really like this boy, so if I were you, I'd take care of Osana-Chan as soon as possible."

So, she also has access to all my pictures, great. I thought about what I should do now, and while I was thinking I realized that this person didn't really know anything about me. She knew that I had stalked a boy, nothing more, she couldn't know how important this was to me. She could not know how far I would go. She could not know that I would hurt Osana. So, I wrote:

"Now listen, I don't know if you took a hacker beginner's course last summer and now think you're cool because you can hack a mobile phone. Or did you get a new expensive computer from your mommy and wanted to try out what you can hack with your new equipment. Yes, you got me I have a thing for Taro, well a lot of girls do, and yes, I am a little jealous. But that doesn't mean I intend to physically hurt anyone, that's sick. You were going to make me hurt someone else, what is wrong with you. Does that turn you on? Maybe I should call the police."

I had hoped to scare her away. I did intend to get rid of Osana, even if I had to kill her for it. But I did not want to act on the command of some unknown person who could betray me to the police at any time. However, the only answer I received was:

"I already told you it's no use playing dumb, believe me I know a lot more about you than you think Ayano Aishi!"

The fact that she had mentioned my last name worried me a little. Did she know about the dark secret of my family. I wrote back:

"And what if I don't want anything to do with you?"

"If you're not interested in my services, I won't take it personally. Feel free to ignore me."

Actually, I wanted nothing to do with her, but I had no choice. I had to find out who she was and what she knew. If she really was Info Chan, she might blackmail me at some point. For now, it was better to have her on my side.

"But don't ignore Osana-chan. You have one week until she confesses to your precious senpai."

"Make her suffer."

Those were the last two messages. I quickly took a few screenshots, and as I expected, the chat was deleted shortly after. I took the memory card out of my phone so she couldn't delete the screenshots as well. If she would eventually betray me to the police, I didn't want her to get away with it.

This happened a few hours ago, now I'm lying here wondering what to do.

"So, what are you going to do now?"

Oh yes, there is one thing that I had not yet mentioned. Since my earliest childhood, no actually my whole life, I see this being. A girl, she wears a gray school uniform and from the appearance she could be my age. You could take her for a human being if she didn't look like a living corpse. She has no eyes and her empty eye sockets are bloodshot. Her skin is deathly pale and dotted with veins, and her hair is white. Anyone else would probably have a heart attack right away; after all, she looks like a monster from a horror movie. I've known her all my life, though, and I've gotten used to the sight of her. At the beginning I thought I had gone crazy; at that time, I was in treatment for my lack of emotion. But I soon realized that she was real. She could describe places to me that I had never been to before. She could also tell me what people were doing in other rooms, even if I could neither here nor see them. And her information was always correct, although I could not possibly know that. In the beginning I had told the doctor about her and he prescribed me medication that did not work. But after I realized that she was real, I lied and said she had disappeared. She calls herself Fun Girl, which is ironic because she is not really funny. Her humor is more like Tim Curry's Pennywise from the old film version of Stephen King's It. Even though I've known her all my life, I knew next to nothing about her. What she was, where she came from, why she can see without eyes or what she wanted from me. And I even think that she doesn't know it herself. And although she has accompanied me all my life, we are not friends, sometimes she helps me, sometimes she mocks me, depending on her mood. But in the course of time, I got used to it. Even though she has been with me for so long, she has never changed in all these years, nor does she age. So far, I am the only person who can see her, for other people and for cameras she is invisible. Most of the time she follows me and makes stupid comments from time to time, but sometimes she disappears for a longer time. She also follows me into my dreams. Seeing her day and night is really too much though, so I asked her to stop doing that and for the last few years she did. But lately she starts doing it again, which is really annoying, especially when I'm dreaming about senpai. Just now she floated through the wall of my room and is grinning at me.

"I don't know yet." I answer.

"Are you going to kill her?" She asks.

I answer: "I'm not sure yet, I'll see tomorrow how serious she is about Senpai. Maybe I can convince her to let it be. I know this info- Chan wants to see her suffer. But murder and assault always come with a big risk."

"Can't you just spread some rumors about her and let the others do the rest?"

"But in doing so, I would destroy my own reputation."

But basically, I don't care how I get rid of her, Senpai is the only person who can fill the void in my heart. I will get rid of her even if I have to kill her. Still, I try not to attract so much attention.

"But if I do kill her, what school subject do you think would be the best way for me to prepare for that?"

"I don't know about that, but if you really think your heart is in your stomach and that big and that shaped then I would recommend biology." She replies.

That settled the question, I had been wondering for a while if she could read my mind.

"It's called metaphor you idiot. The heart represents the feeling of emptiness in me."

Honestly, I wish she would disappear when I am finally with Senpai.

"Hey!"

"Forget it you won't get rid of me so easily. Right now, I don't have the strength, but maybe soon I can make myself visible to other people. Then senpai can see me too."

"That wouldn't be helpful after all, I want to marry him, not kill him. And the sight of you would either put him in the hospital or in the coffin. Don't take it personally, but right now you're more hindrance than help. I can very well do without you."

She floated over to my bookshelf and picked up a manga. She couldn't really interact with physical objects, the manga was still on the shelf, yet she held an exact copy in her hand. She opened the volume and started reading. Then she said:

"But then I won't tell you what I know about Info-Chan either."

"Wait you know something about Info-Chan?" I asked.

"Yes, I do, I know lots of things. her name, place of residence, What she plans to do actually everything. Where do you think I'm coming from right now.

I tried to coax her, "Come on tell me."

"No, figure it out yourself."

Then she turned and floated away.

I called after her, "Wait I'm sorry."

But she only replied, "We both know that you have never felt remorse in your life."

"But if I could then I would be sorry." I called after her, but she already floated through the wall of my room in a huff.

All right, then I'll do it myself, I thought. Then I went to bed and thought tomorrow I'll take a closer look at this Osana.