The time was 7:35 PM. Sunday
Yan-chan was in the kitchen with her mother, who was helping her learn how to prepare torikatsu, senpai's favorite meal.
Cooking class was tomorrow, she needed all the help and practice she could get. This was actually her first time cooking anything, she had never once used the stove or made anything other than toast.
"ouch! Stupid stove!" she shouted as a small drop of oil from the pan jumped on her hand.
"calm down, anger is not going to make the food taste better." her mother said.
"that's the fifth time that damn stove burned my hand!" she replied. "and I don't really see you helping much"
"because you wanted a taste tester, not a sue chef. Besides, this was how your grandmother taught me, but instead, she just gave me a bunch of random ingredients and said 'make something'."
"i don't think I'm cut out for this, mother." yan-chan said. "what if my food is so bad that he'll never want to even look at me?. What if I give him food poisoning?! What if-"
"look sweetie, he won't care about the food, he'll care because you made him a meal without being asked to, he'll care because you put time and effort into something for him. He'll-"
The fire alarm then sounded. "oh, shit!" yan-chan yelled as she ran to her now burning meal.
Her mother sighed, this was going to take all night.
The time was 11:26 AM. Monday.
"push it and pull it and-"
"watch it, you narrow-minded fool! You almost sawed my finger off!" Jayson yelled to his partner in woodshop class.
"yeah, the girls must be right in the middle of cooking class! I bet they're making something good and I can't wait to sink my teeth into it!" his partner said while daydreaming.
Jayson sighed. The entire male student population were nothing more then a bunch of zombies today. All for what? Just because some girls decide to take cooking class? Big deal!. Okay, maybe he was thinking the same thing too, but at least he had enough control to not drift off into some hormone induced daydream, Well… he had almost enough control.
"oh, jayson. I made all of this just for you, I hope you like it."
"wow, all this is for me, Yan-chan?"
"yeah, I worked really hard. So you'll eat it?"
"yes, I'll eat it right now! Here it goes!"
"oh yan-chan… It's Delicious…" he daydreamed.
"push it!"
"Ugh! You narrow-minded fool!" Jayson yelled at his partner while snapping back to reality.
Senpai was in woodshop also, only because this class was a requirement for most of the male students. There were some females but most of them were just sighing at how mindless and perverted everyone was acting today.
"whats the matter? afraid you'll get a splinter?" jayson said as he walked to senpai. Who hasn't even started his project.
"no… it's not that" senpai said. For the past few days, he was a depressed wreck, nothing like his usual self. He only did his classes and just walked straight home, ignoring his after school club. he refused the company of both Jayson and Yan-chan, and even though jayson enjoyed seeing him miserable, yan-chan did not.
"whats wrong?" jayson asked.
"it's been ten days…" senpai said. "ten days since osana-chan was taken"
"don't tell me you're still upset about this. It's time for you to move on, man."
"you don't understand!" senpai shouted. "I… I'm sorry for shouting. It's just… I know you did your best to try and save her, and I'm glad that Ayana-chan is alright, but… don't you think you could have tried harder?"
"harder? Tried harder?!. I got stabbed in the shoulder, you insignificant worm! And you wanted me to try harder!?" jayson yelled. All the students broke from their daydreamed trances and looked at both him and senpai. "i know you heard the scream, you could have ran out and helped me, but instead, you decided to cower in your tent and pretend nothing happened. It's your fault osana-chan is gone, not mine. Besides, she was a bitch anyway."
"oooohh!" the students yelled in unison. "you gonna take that from an underclassman, senpai?" "knock him down!" "show him who's boss!" "kick his ass back to America!" "fight! fight! fight! fight!"
"break it up!" the teacher yelled. "Stone, get back to your station, now!"
jayson sighed, he knew that little sissy wasn't going to throw a punch. even if he did, it probably wouldn't hurt much.
"welcome to cooking class, ladies!" the teacher said. "today I'm going to let you all cook whatever your hearts desire, so don't be shy! You shall all be graded based on how well your dish is prepared, and remember COOKING IS ART! AND ART IS LIKE AN EXPLOSION!"
yan-chan had begun her torikatsu, along with some boiled rice and miso soup. She hoped she could get it right this time, or senpai would never love her!
Senpai… that poor thing was an absolute wreck for the past ten days. All because of that whore, osana. Even in death, she still caused senpai to feel pain! But not for long. Once he saw his beloved one, serving him one of his favorite meals, he wouldn't feel pain again, Yan-chan's affection and love would heal her poor, broken senpai.
"Ayana-chan. You need to lower the flame or the oil is going to jump all over you" said a girl with long brown pigtails and blue eyes, Her name was Ryori Masuta.
She was one of the best and nicest students in in the entire class, she was the one who petitioned cooking club to become an official class, which she was president of, now she was teacher's assistant.
More like teacher's pet. Yan-chan though. The only reason she was here was to brag and flaunt her 'amazing' cooking skills on other less skilled students.
"i didn't ask you for help! I'll keep the temperature as high as I want it!" yan-chan said as she set the temperature back to it's original place.
"okay then, but you'll have to keep a close eye on it or it might burn. and remember, if you need any help, please don't hesitate to ask. by the way, your rice is done" she said as she walked off to go bother some other girl.
"ouch!" yan-chan yelped as the oil jumped on her again. "if you had the ability to bleed, I'd stab you right now" she whispered to the stove.
Classes had soon ended and all the students had entered the cafeteria for lunch hour.
"wow, this is the best food I've ever tasted!" "yeah, it's cooked to perfection!" "give me another plate, please!" said a group of second year boys who were eating the culinary creations of some first year year girls.
Yan-chan had walked into the cafeteria with the torikatsu she had made for senpai, she blushed when she saw him there, sitting alone at one of the tables in the corner of the room, he looked so sad. well don't worry senpai, yan-chan's amazing food is here to heal your heart!.
"oh, senpai!" screamed Ryori Masuta, the annoying girl who thought she was a better cook then yan-chan.
"hey… what do you want?" he asked in a depressed tone. That''s right, senpai!. Make it clear to her that you don't deserve to waste your time on her! Yan-chan thought
"i know things have been pretty hard for you these past few days, so I've made you some food to cheer you up!" said Ryori.
"torikatsu? That's my favorite! How did you know?" senpai said with joy.
"oh, I have my ways. Here, let me feed you"
Yan-chan couldn't believe this. It was her idea to make senpai's favorite… That bitch stole it! She had bothered yan-chan just to see what she was cooking, so she could copy it! HOW DARE SHE!.
"You. Must. Die" she whispered in frantic breaths.
"i knew I smelled something heavenly" she turned to see Jayson behind her. "and i was talking about you, beautiful. Not the food"
"i don't have time for this" she said.
"what's the problem?" he asked.
She then pointed to senpai, who was still being feed by that…whore.
"ooh, she copied your food, then stole your plan?. That's just wrong" he said. He could see how nervous yan-chan was getting, she was twitching like she was hooked up to an electric chair, and the dilate of her pupils had decreased in size.
In layman's terms, Yandere mode activated.
"you want her dead? say the word, beautiful, and I'll make her suffer" jayson said.
"no… I have to do this, you are not allowed to help me" she said to him.
"fine, I've go things I need to do, anyways. this should be easy for you, she's always spending her free time in cooking class. slip some non lethal stuff from the chem lab into her food, a couple of students vomit their guts out and she gets expelled."
"no. she has to die, she must die" she said as she began walking off, until she noticed that she was still carrying senpai's food. she turned around and gave it to jayson.
"here, I made this for senpai, but he obviously doesn't want it now. It'd be a shame for it to go to waste so… you eat it."
"sure. Thanks, beautiful" he said, taking the plate. He then began eating.
"well, how is it?" yan-chan asked.
He dropped his fork the second the food entered his mouth.
"you like it?"
He had a pained expression on his face and after a few seconds it looked like he was having trouble breathing, he then began coughing violently.
"look, if it doesn't taste good, just tell me instead of making actions" she said while rolling her eyes.
His coughing began to grow louder in volume as he began clutching his throat. Most of the students started to take notice of this, even senpai.
Jayson fell to the floor while coughing, rolling around as if he was struggling… his body then went limp.
The entire cafeteria went silent as multiple students looked over Jayson's corpse, one girl went to check if he was actually dead, the moment she was close. He bolted up and shouted, causing many students to run out of the cafeteria. The only ones left inside were Yan-chan, senpai, and jayson (who had pretended to be poisoned.)
He then stood up from the floor while laughing.
"did you see her face when I jumped up?, Classic" he said.
"THAT'S REALLY FUNNY!" Yan-chan shouted in anger as she slapped him on the side of the cheek.
"what was that for!?" he asked.
"you idiot! Don't scare me like that again!" yan-chan said. She actually thought she poisoned him.
"oh, lighten up, It was funny. Besides, look who's laughing" he said while pointing to the table senpai was sitting in. she then saw him chuckling. She smiled at that, it had been so long since she had seen his beautiful smile.
"still, don't scare me like that again" she then began running off to prepare for the elimination of her newest rival.
"the food is great, by the way!" he shouted at her and then proceeded to eat again.
The time was 4:46 PM
Ryori was in cooking class, siring a pot of soup that she would take home to her father. Being a teacher's assistant meant that it was mainly her duty to clean up most of the time. she didn't mind, she was happy to give poor sensei a helping hand. She had overseen many of today's culinary creations, and most of the students seemed to like taking cooking as a regular class, they were also very grateful for the knowledge.
Yan-chan glared hard at her through the window in the door. what could senpai see in her?, she's like a walking stereotype, not to mention she's ugly. She doesn't deserve senpai!, she doesn't deserve the ability to look at or see him! She… Doesn't… Deserve… Life!
Yan-chan breathed for a moment, just to calm herself. She soon opened the door to the class and entered.
"hello, Ryori-chan." she said. Trying to contain herself.
"hello, Ayana-chan, is there something I can do for you?" asked Ryori.
"actually, we have a problem, it involves my senpai…"
"ooh, that poor boy, did my food not help?, I thought if a I made him his favorite, then he'd cheer up and maybe… he'd notice me" ryori said. "i know its silly to think that a simple plate of food will win his heart but… at least I tried. You see, Ayana-chan, i've never really had a boyfriend. in fact, most boys don't really notice me, I just fade into the background…"
"my senpai noticed you, and he really likes you…" yan-chan said while twitching slightly "there's just one problem… HE'S MINE!" She yelled as she pinned Ryori Masuta against the classroom's blackboard.
"wha-what are you doing, ayana-chan!?"
"senpai is mine… how dare you talk to him without my FUCKING CONCENT!… YOU ACTUALLY THINK THAT I WOULD LET YOU TAINT MY BEAUTIFUL SENPAI WITH YOUR FILTH!"
"ayana-chan, calm down!" ryori screamed.
"NO… YOU THINK YOUR BETTER THAT ME! NOBODY IS BETTER THAN ME WHEN IT COMES TO SENPAI! HE LOVES ME! NOT YOU!"
"wh-what are you going to do to me?" Ryori asked, completely terrified.
"you… must… die" she said as she began forcing Ryori's head into the pot that was holding boiling hot soup. Ryori struggled and tried to break free of yan-chan's grip.
"y-you don't have to kill me! I'll stay away! I promise! I'll do whatever you want!… please don't kill me! I DON'T WANNA DIE!" she screamed. Her arms lost strength and yan-chan was soon able to overpower her.
Ryori Masuta screamed in agony as her face was submerged in the boiling soup.
"did someone really just throw water on me?! Why would someone do this!?" a boy with green hair said. All he wanted was to use the bathroom, but the minute he sits on the toilet, some asshole decided to turn off the lights and throw water on him. Come on!, they were in high school for god's sake!, would it kill people to just have a little bit of empathy?
"ugh! I have to turn the stupid lights back on" he sighed as he went to find the switch "where is it!?"
He had soon felt that the face plate for the light switch was gone, he was too late to pull his hand away as the electric current from the light switch ran through his body, shocking and destroying him. He stood there, motionless until he fell to the ground… dead.
Jayson Stone smiled as he stood over the corpse of his recently electrocuted victim.
"yeah, I know how you feel. Being in the presence of a woman as amazing as Ayana-chan has the ability to make your heart feel like it's running on electricity. Hehe, its simply shocking to realize how much of an impact a woman like her can have on your life… see, I can tell you understand, because you have a shocked expression!… GET IT!? CAUSE YOU'RE DEAD!" he laughed manically. Once his little laugh was over, he dragged his victim into the bathroom stall and proceeded to sit him upright on the toilet, He then placed a bottle of poison into the corpse's hand. to make it look like a suicide.
"say cheese!" jayson said as he took out a hi-def camera and took a picture, his sister would love to put this as the headline of tomorrow's issue of the school paper.
Once the picture was taken, he pulled out a small scrap of paper that he had written down in his spare time… it was his kill list, which he proceeded to edit.
Victim #1. brutally stabbed to death with knife stolen from school kitchen. (Reason: shoved Yan-chan on her walk to school. Didn't apologize.)
Victim #2 framed for the murder of victim #1, bloody knife and personal belonging of victim #1 stashed in victim #2's desk. Arrested and expelled. (Reason: looked up Yan-chan's skirt as she walked upstairs to class)
Victim #3 Electrocuted. Death made to look like suicide. (Reason: Tried to sell panty shots in order to gain information to blackmail Yan-chan into having sex with him)
once he had checked all the victims off his list, he cut it into tiny pieces and flushed it down the toilet.
He then exited the bathroom and walked to his locker to retrieve a few things he would need.
It was here he saw senpai, rummaging around in his locker, Jayson knew the combination to senpai's locker, he had opened it many times. Senpai keeps some weird stuff in there, once jayson saw a book titled how to hentai without hentaing… weird.
Jayson couldn't see what yan-chan saw in senpai, why is she so devoted to him? What does he have that I don't? I would and already have killed for her, he doesn't even look at her. I look at her and see a vision of perfection, a goddess that deserves to be showered in praise and attention, he sees her as an average school girl. what makes her love him? What makes him better than me?
"aww look guys, it's the flower boy!" said a male student with red hair, this was Haruto Yuto, a third year bully who would terrorize anyone who looked at him the wrong way, even girls. he was mainly like this due to pent up anger. Jayson scoffed at this. It was one thing to terrorize somebody for no reason, but trying to justify it with something so stupid as the inability to control your emotions was just pathetic.
Call Jayson a hypocrite if you must, but the only reason he harmed students was for her… yan-chan. It was his way of knowing he was protecting her, or making her life easier in some way.
But Haruto and his little gang of thugs were just that… thugs. They would bully, torment and humiliate students because they wanted too.
"leave me alone, Haruto-kun. I don't want any trouble" senpai said as he closed his locker.
"ooh, you don't want trouble? Well I do!" he said as he grabbed senpai by the collar of his shirt and pinned him against the lockers. He had two members of his little entourage with him, a boy with green hair and a boy with blond hair.
"so, how's it going flower boy? You have fun at your gardening club? You plant any pretty flowers?" Haruto said in a cruel manner.
It wasn't like Jayson wanted to help senpai… he hated that little worm. After all, it was yan-chan's job to keep him safe, and she wasn't here… jayson was beginning to think that she wasn't such a good yandere after all, No, to insult her was blasphemy. He threw that thought out of his head.
"just leave me alone!" senpai yelled.
"scream all you want, flower boy. No ones coming to the rescue" one of haruto's entourage said.
Just walk away, it's not you're job to protect him. One half of his mind said to him.
You want to make Yan-chan happy don't you? help senpai, she'll be grateful. the other part of his mind said. He couldn't believe he was going to do this.
"so, tell me flower boy. How much of those pretty plants did you grow today?"
"piss off, Haruto" jayson said. "so what if the little sissy likes to plant flowers? I know guys who wear woman's clothing, and they are ten times tougher than you will ever be"
"is that so?" Haruto said as he threw senpai onto the floor. "you have no right to get involved in my business, underclassman" he said as he poked jayson in the chest.
"don't touch me" jayson said while glaring.
"I'll touch you as much as I want to, you American piece of shit!" he said while grabbing jayson by the collar of his shirt.
Jayson quickly reached into his pocket and unfolded his butterfly knife, which he then proceeded to point at haruto's neck, a single thrust could kill him.
"wow! Take it easy, man!" haruto shouted as soon as he felt the knife. He released jayson immediately.
"i said don't touch me!" he said in a hateful tone.
"look, man. We were just playin' around" haruto said. "right guys?"
"yeah, we were just… joking!" one of his lackeys said.
"oh, a joke… funny" jayson said as he put his knife away. "since we're all telling jokes, do you mind if I tell one?"
"sure…"
"did you hear the one about the student who had his head smashed in the lockers?"
"no…"
"good, BECAUSE IT GO'S SOMETHING LIKE THIS!" jayson shouted as he grabbed haruto by the back of his head and brutally slammed him into the locker. It now had a dent and a small blood splatter.
"AHH! ASSHOLE BROKE MY FUCKING NOSE!" haruto shouted as he held his now bleeding nose.
"you put your hands on the flower boy again, and I'll make sure you're confined to a wheelchair for the rest of your life!" jayson shouted "now get lost!"
they soon ran out of the school and jayson helped senpai onto his feet.
"thanks Jayson." senpai said.
"don't mention it"
the two then walked out of the school.
Yan-chan had heard the whole thing from inside the girls bathroom, she smiled knowing that jayson cared for her senpai as much as she did. She followed senpai's bully as he ran home, she'd show him what happens to anyone who hurts senpai!.
Jayson and senpai had sat down on a bench in a large park that they always passed on their way home. The park had a huge and beautiful fountain with many cherry trees surrounding it.
"hey jayson?" senpai asked.
"yeah?"
"i… im sorry about what happened in wood shop."
"don't worry about it"
"you were right though, I did hear the scream, and I did pretend it was nothing. If only I did something instead of hiding like a scared kid… it's my fault osana-chan is gone."
"fear is a natural part of life, senpai. Don't beat yourself up over it" jayson then got up and stood in front of the fountain, he pulled out a coin, which he then threw in the fountain.
"what did you wish for?" senpai asked.
"the heart of my true love" he said as they began leaving the park.
"i hope you get your wish" senpai said.
