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In truth be told, no one really understand taro yamada, he wasn't what anyone considered normal—no not at all, he hard a hard time feeling any other emotion then the aching numbness
He knew, for as long as he can remember that he wasn't normal, couldn't be normal, he didn't feel the way others feel, knowing that he decided to just pretend
Pretend that he felt any other emotion, he pretend he care and one rare case, he did
Enter Ayano Ayshi, she was his kohai ( Junior ) and everyone deemed her weird, abnormal—they first meet when they bumped into eachother in the hallway, ever since then
Taro has been secretly observing her, there was just something about her that made him feel actual emotions for once
He knew she stalked, he'd allow it, if it we're anyone else, he'd have them removed, via police or other methods
He'd found out that she was just like him, and even indulged in murder—which should've made him fear her, instead it only fueled whatever he felt for her
But it all came crashing down due to Osana Najime
She had come to him on a Tuesday 5:23pm after school, saying she had something important to tell him so they both agreed on meeting behind the school
She seemed nervous
“Osana? Whats wrong, are you okay?” i asked masking my voice in concern even if i felt nothing for her at all
“s-” she stuttered out “s-senpai, you should see this” she said her voice filled with fear and worry, she pulled her phone out from her pocket before unlocking it to show what was on it
“i think you should really call the police!” the video was of ayano, his beautiful kohai, behind him following him from school to his house
“i-i was walking to a similar location, becouse i had to meet up with someone and- and i realized, yan-chans been following you all along!"
“osana." I said voice devoid of any emotion “if you know whats good for you, you'd mind your own business” she looked confused, mixed with shock
“senpai-” she muttered “osana.” i cut her off sternly “i-is she threatening you? We ca-we could do something about it, sen-” her words slurring
“osana. stop it.” her body stilled, stopping anymore movement “stop prying.” she looked shocked and hurt “if you don't stop, I'll no longer be your freind or even acknowledge you—and if you show anyone this video” i say letting the words settle in “i'll kill you.”
Before she could say anything else i left without a word, i could hear her yelling something but i couldn't be brothered to even listen, her words don't even make sense half of the time anyways
She started avoiding me after that, not like i actually cared—but my cute kohai seemed to have noticed and seems to be very confused yet happy