Ayano pov:

I can't feel anything.

Don't feel bad about this; I've been this way since I was little. I can imitate emotions of my classmates but I can't understand why they act that way. I do , however, take a small amount of feeling of other people's relationships with each other.  I'm not talking about romantic relationships. Whenever I see two people together generally enjoying each other's company, I feel a weight in my heart. Maybe its "envy" or "joy", but regardless it's something.  This something reminds me I'm human. That keeps me from not leaving school.

About three and a half years ago, my lack of emotions got my into trouble with my peers. I called a boy "baby-something" ,and his freinds attacked me after school. Don't feel bad about this either, my mother said almost all of them got their "punishment". I didn't understand at the time why that was wrong. Everyone else did called him that; why couldn't I call him that? It doesn't matter anymore.  After that incident, I started calling everyone by their last names, so that would never happened again, and it's respectful.

With that in mind, it also made my social skills a complete wreak. However, the lack of having a social life made me unnoticeable so I could watch people with no problem. I also hear that it's normal to not have good social skills too.

I don't see why this year wouldn't be like all my other void filled years of school. Speaking of school, today's the entrance ceremony at academy high. I was making great time until I noticed a boy careless walk into the street as a truck was passing. I knocked him down before he could meet his fate.

"You should really should look when you cross a street. You nearly got ran over by that truck. " I said to him. He looked up at me. His face had a slight shade of pink and his mouth was slightly a gape. He didn't respond. "Your welcome, " I said to him standing up. His blush grew more. "Oh-right! Uh- thank you!" He stuttered standing up as well. I nodded and continued crossing the street.

I just saved a stranger's life and I felt nothing from it. -sigh- Oh well. I have my classmates for that.

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After the ceremony, the students were aloud to inspect the clubs at the school. I walked around the hallways, contemplating if I should join any thing this year. I heard about the science club last year, it seemed interesting, and I had high grades in science related classes, but to my disappointment: it is unfinished for now.

Note to self: help the science club get going.

The next club I looked at was the martial arts club. Vice-president of the club showed me around and told me about a few of the activities. Before I left I asked why the president of the club wasn't here to do this. " Oh budo's sick. He couldn't do this so I stepped up. " They responded. Budo? Huh. That name sounds familiar. I thanked them for showing me around and left.

The final club I wanted to look at was the videogames club. Unfortunately, I couldn't get a tour of it since its leaders had personal matters to deal with. I was able to see a list of people who were already members. I noticed a small heart next to a student's name.

I left the club door to wait by the school doors until I was bumped into by another student. "My apologies I wasn't..." the boy started. I recognized him. That was the boy from this morning. Nothing was said for a while. "So, you er-, go here too, huh?" He asked. I faked a "are you serious" look. "Why else would I wear this?" I said motioning to my uniform. " Ha, ha. I see, I, uh, ment-I didn't see you with my class," He said. " I'm not in your year. I'm a second year. You're a third," I replied. "Oh really? Cool, I'm Yamada Taro. What's your name?" He asked. "Aishi Ayano," I replied.  " He stopped talking and started to stare at me again. I coughed to provoke his reaction. "Oh, sorry. Must of zoned out. What club are you joining? " He asked. " I haven't found one yet, but the science, videogames, and the martial arts clubs look interesting," I awnsered ,"you?" " Oh I haven't found any that are cool looking yet, hey did you say the martial arts club? I know the leader. He's a freind of me and-" "TARO, WHERE WERE YOU?" A yelled next to Yamada.

The voice's owner had orange hair, golden eyes, and pink/orange stockings. "I was talking to a classmate of ours, " he said motioning to me. "Aishi, pleasure to meet you,"I said holding my hand out to greet her. Instead, Osana's eyes furrowed.  "Your that kid who knocked him over aren't you? Well I hope you apologized, idiot. Come on taro, we have to go to the occult club now," she said annoyed with Yamada. He waved to me goodbye as Osana dragged him down the hallway. I got that small emotion again. It felt like I smiled.

After the bell rung, students could now leave school grounds. I hung around the building a little longer to watch the students enjoy themselves. I heard a very loud voice next to the occult club. "HONESTLY I DON'T EVEN CARE FOR HIM! ITS NOT LIKE HE'S EVEN THAT COOL." It sounded like Osana's. "Oh please, I don't even matter to him. I bet if I died he  wouldn't care. Actually I bet no one would care," a slightly less louder voice said.

I peaked slightly around to see Osana talking to a girl in pigtails with an eye patch. "Hey I'd care if you die, idiot," Osana said slightly pushing the girl's shoulder. "I highly doubt that, but thank you for your honesty," she replied looking away with a light blush. "That's what im here for, churu blossom," Osana replied smiling. That small emotion came except... it was a little different. Usually it was "cold" and "heavy" but this... this is a "warm" and "light" feeling. It felt more like, like pleasure. No freindly or acquaintance conversation felt like this! This must be a romantic relationship.
This. This. Feels...wonderful.  Fate must really like certain people.
"Sorry, I'm late again Osana, " Yamada replied running up to Osana,"Hey who's your freind? "

Osana blushed and grabbed his risk.  "Never mind her, idiot. Let's get going!" She then dragged yamada down the hallway again. The girl with the eye patched sighed and went inside the occult club room. I stood there, slightly upset that Yamada interrupted that emotion, but I knew it wouldn't last. I sighed walking home as I thought to myself. That feeling never did last long. I then stopped myself.

Maybe it can last...

My mind thought of something brilliant: If I can make Osana and that girl with the pigtails a couple, I can watch them and feel something for as long as their together! ... But how?

My phone started to buzz. Must be my perents. They're overseas right now. They usually text me after school. I pulled my phone out...but it wasn't my perents. It was an unknown number.

-hey.

I hesitantly typed back.

♡do I know you?

-I saw you stalking an upper classman.

My eyebrows raised slightly. How? Im usually not noticed.

♡do you care?

-no. Actually I want to tell you a few things about that girl she was with. Her name's Osana Najimi.
she has a crush on Taro Yamada.
She believes in the myth about the cherry tree.

♡ you mean the myth were you confessed your love to someone underneath that tree on a Friday they will except?

-correct.
She's planning to confess her love soon.

♡ why are you telling me this?

-I'd be happy if something bad happened to her.
I think you're the right person to give her what she deserves.

I was very tempted to stop talking this person right now. Osana couldn't be in love with Yamada because they didn't have a romantic connection! Actually, how would she know if Osana did have a crush, and how'd she even get my number?

♡who are you?

- I'm the person nicknamed "info-chan" at this school.

♡I heard about you. You black mail girls and sell photos of underwear to guys.
No one knows your true name.

-The rumors are true.
If you ever need a favor for me text me a panty shot and I'll give what support I can give.
If you want to personal information just take a picture of the person's face and I'll tell you everything I know about them.

My small amount of better judgement figured it be best to type one more thing then delete the number.

♡you're disgusting.

-you're a stalker.
If you want my help, Text me. Don't want it? Ignore me.
You have a short amount of time until she confesses to Taro.
I hope you make her suffer.

I glanced to my right and saw Najimi dragging Yamada down the other side walk. Has a crush on him huh? Well perhaps I can change her mind about that, but first I have to get a photo of Osana's 'churu blossom'.

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A.N.
Wow this turned out way longer than I thought it was going to be. I just stopped by to say a few things:
☆Yandere-chan(Ayano) in this fic (for now) isn't on a first name basis with anyone at the moment so once a character(s) last name is revealed in her point of veiw she will refer to them by their last name. (Ex. Senpai won't be known as Senpai or Taro, but Yamada. )
☆I took a bit of creative licence saying Yandere-chan can feel an emotion near people who have known eachother for a long time. (I know she can't actually feel anything but this is important to plot.)
☆I am warning you all right now that this fan fiction will contain slightly canon and crack shipping. Please don't bash ships in the comments below.  ☆Thank you for reading this. It means alot to me. Have a good rest of the day.  Bye!