(So um... You peeps may notice that Yandere-chan doesn't notice much of her surroundings. That's because she's a walking empty shell. She doesn't care about anything else but her precious Budo Bae Senpai. So I'm only making her character more accurate by not writing much of descriptive observances. Senpai is hell of a creep. Lol and enjoy).

Ayano's POV

"Pardon?" I asked, wanting his previous sentence to be explained. What the hell? A childhood friend?

He gulped a pang of secretiveness, he pushed the remaining secretiveness down his throat. He's probably close friends with that skank, that's a problem. I need him to spill the info in order for me to eliminate her. I scrunch my face slightly before clearing my throat. He seems to be having second thoughts.

So I ceased the silence that the dark haired teen started. "Yamada-"

"Senpai. Yamada-senpai," he interjected, leaving me stunned for half a second. I recovered and continued my sentence. "Yamada..." Ugh. "Senpai." I repeated the previous word and added the suffix. He grinned proudly. It made me stare at the group of teenage peers that conversed instead of his creepy eyes His eyes were sparkling, and made me feel a tad bit uncomfortable. I am new to this odd feeling so all I did was avoid his gaze.

"Um... Senpai, I was wondering if you could tell me about Fujiro-san," I squeaked as I try to act normal and cute. To my embarrassment, he only chuckled and sling both of his firm hands on my shoulders.

"You are so adorable!" His hands travelled to my cheeks and pulled. "Sure! I'll gossip!"

"That was easy," I smirked at him and I could've sworn that I saw a shade of red in his cheeks. "Can you let go of my cheeks now?"

"Okay..." He cooed in a discontented tone.

"Back to Chihiro?" I rub the surface of the bench that we sat on.

"Why do you want to know about her anyways?" Shoot. Act normal. Act normal. Think. Think. I was starting to sweat uncontrollably.

I gulped. "I wanted us to be all friends!" I waved both of my hands frantically as I talked in a fake, cheerful tone.

"That seems reasonable." He nodded, gullibly. This poor, unfortunate soul is caught in my trap. He seems to believe whatever I say. "She loves to paint and draw. She's the art club president too. She isn't very friendly, and she's sort of jerk too. Chihiro likes Budo, you know! Both of them would make a great pair! The other one is mean and the other is incredibly nice! "

I wasn't thinking and my hatred took hold of me. "No!" I shouted as I stood up erect, both fists clenched. I caught the students' attention unintentionally.

"Oh look, it's her," one of them said.

"She's with Taro-kun~"

"That's it, I hate her!" The other faceless female replied.

"Yeah! Taro~kun should be mine!"

They're all faceless and irrelevant to me, but why do I feel self-conscious. Emotions are really incomprehensible.

I felt a hand land gently on my shoulder. I look behind me.

"Yamada..." My face softened. "Senpai," I address him correctly, making him smile.

"Everyone, let me introduce my girlfriend..." Girlfriend? Wait, what?! "This is Ayano Aishi, my official lover!" He exclaimed like a fool before latching his arm into mine.

I saw Kokona gasp and look away from us. Oka Ruto's eye's widened as she stopped stalking the Basu sisters.

He removed his hand and stretched it out. He was offering his hand to me. I didn't know how to respond so I bit my under lip. "Um..."

The dark haired male looked at me and cleared his throat. "Take it."

So I did, and he abruptly pulled me up and carried me... Bridal style. I growl at him, "w-what do you think you're doing, b-baka!" He really didn't seem like the type of person to be able to support the weight of another person.

"You're as light as a feather, yan-chan..." He smiles before leaning forward to whisper something into my ear. "Please don't get angry at me..."

Angry? I'm furiosly frustrated! This is all your fault, Yamada. I'm gonna kill you after this! I tried to hold back the urge to strangle him. I tried resisting him by smacking his face and pinching him all over. But he just gone with the painHe carried me all the way down to the fountain and there, he put me down. He was huffing and puffing for air as he was sweating a lot too.

"What was that all about?!" I stood up and my hands quickly wrapped themselves around Yamada's neck.

"S-So... S-Sorry..." He choked.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated, making me pause and let go of Yamada. The dark haired teen faltered then etiolated due to lack of oxygen. I callously take my phone out and read a text from info-chan. I walk a few feet away from the asshole.

Info-chan: Stop. He's gonna help you, right?
Ayano: Sure. Why are you so controlling?
Info-chan: ...

I shut my phone and glare at Yamada. He was on the floor, rubbing his neck in pain. I scowl at him. This guy sure is full of himself.

"Why. Did. You. Do. That?" I approach him, my eyes getting darker and his eyes got smaller in fear with every step I took.

"I-I'm sorry... I was just caught up in the moment," he reasoned out. "I-I just... Thought..."

I groaned and took out my phone again and snapped a picture of his scared little face. Such a wussy. I send the photograph of his face to info-chan. I read through his info and...

Crush: Ayano Aishi

'Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,' I kept repeating in my mind.

I'm gonna enjoy torturing this brat.

"YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON ME, DON'T YOU?" I growl at him. These things are baffling! Ugh.

"No!" He blushes profusely.

"Denying won't help. Just leave me alone already, you're a nuisance," I say icily, making his spine shiver.
"I already have a crush, FYI," I crossed my arms and raised my head proudly.

His face seemed to went pale like he's seen a ghost. He was muttering things that I couldn't understand or hear. He was pathetic and hopeless.

I walk away with a smirk on my face. It was class time already.

((So sorry for not updating!))