choices •yandere sim•

•one•

up here, i'll keep a list of new characters for each chap
osano•osorō•amao•mido

y/n's pov
I wake up to a figure standing over me, and I yelp in surprise. "Woah! J-jeez Y/n! Calm down!" I recognize the voice as my childhood friend's, Osano Najimi. "Sorry, Osano. I'm just not used to creeps watching me sleep." I joke. "H-hey! Your mom let me in to wake you up. At this rate, we'll be late to school, so hurry up!" I jolt out of bed and usher Osano out of my room. I take off my f/c pajamas with clouds on them and change into my uniform. It's my first day at a new school, so I'm super excited. After I've put on socks and my shoes, I open the door. "Ready!" I announce. Osano giggles. "You sure?" I tilt my head in confusion. "Your hair is a mess, dummy."

After I finish tying back my h/l h/c hair, I exit the house beside Osano. "Bye mom!" I call back into the house. "Bye!" I hear the faint call from a farther room. Once the door is shut, the two of us walk to school. We talk about lots of things, such as the best new mangas, what club I should join, and whatever various other things that come up in our conversation. "So, it's between the cooking club or the sports club. You should join a club too, Osano." I comment as we enter the school grounds. Before the orange haired boy can respond, I gasp excitedly, looking at the view. "This school is so big compared to my old one!" I says bouncing on the balls of my feet. I dash inside before Osano can stop me.

Baka-boy, my personal nickname for him, quickly catches up with me. "You can't just run off like that, Y/n! Jeez! Here, I'll s-show you your locker." He leads me to a row of lockers and opens the third one. Inside is a pair of school shoes. "Thanks Osano!" I quickly change my shoes and then we head to my first class. "You don't have to walk me if it makes you late, ya know." I point out. He shakes his head. "You'd never find it, Y/n. You're bad with directions." I scoff playfully, then enter the classroom after thanking him.

My eyes scan the room, and I notice a nice seat near the back. I set my bag down and a boy with brown tussled hair shoots me a warning look. "Y-you can't sit there!" He says, looking kind of scared and glancing at the doorway. "Hm? Why not..?" I ask, laughing uncomfortably. I was really hoping I could get a good seat... "You just can't, trust me. You'd better move before-" Suddenly a tall figure enters the classroom and the boy goes silent. The male who enters the room was long blonde hair and doesn't wear a school uniform. They have intimidating golden eyes and a scar that resembles an 'x' on their cheek. I'd assume this boy is the reason for the other boy's concern.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" The tall blonde approaches me and glares down at me menacingly. "Aha, sorry! I didn't know we had assigned seats!" I sweat drop and back away from the figure. He simply glares at me as I take my things and move to the desk beside his. I would move farther, but by now all the other desks were taken. The boy with brown hair who warned me sends me a sympathetic look over his shoulder. I smile gently, then divert my attention to the teacher entering the classroom.

"Hello class, my name is Mido Rana. I'm your substitute teacher." The male says in a weirdly seductive tone. Now that I think of it, he looks more like a stripper than a teacher. I contain a laugh at the thought. Looking around the room, I see that all the other girls and some boys in the class are drooling over the teacher. Gross.

During the lesson, I'm almost certain that I'm the only female paying attention in class. Occasionally, I notice the teacher staring at me, smirking and looking away when he gets caught. "Alright class, now for a special activity." He announces, glancing at me. "If you can get the question right, you'll get a kiss..." A few people around the classroom gasp or squeal. I roll my eyes. This seems like an awfully messed up education style. Finally, after nobody can answer the question, all too busy staring at him or stuttering over words, he approaches my desk. He places his hands on either side of my desk and stares into my eyes. "Well then, miss..." I look down at the floor. "Y/n." I finish. "Miss Y/n, could you please answer the question?" I know the answer.

I twiddle my thumbs awkwardly. My first day in school, I can't just fail a simple task. "Uh... could I... not get the kiss?" I murmur. His eyes widen, and the few around me who heard look shocked. "Hm, I suppose, if that's how it must be." I smile gently to myself, congratulating me for avoiding the teacher. "The lines symbolize bonds between elements." I state simply. The teacher smiles. "That's correct. Good job. Sure you don't want a kiss?" He leans over my desk, and he face is so close to mine that I can feel his breath on my skin. "Ah... I'll pass." He lets out a small sad sigh, releasing hot air onto my cheek. "Alright. Let's move on then, shall we?"

After all my morning classes are over, I wander to the courtyard to try to find Osano. "You handled the situation really well in class today." I spin around and my eyes meet with soft turquoise eyes. I recognize him as the boy with brown hair who warned me about my neighbor. "Well, both situations. Both Osorō and Rana-sensei." I give him a friendly smile. "Thanks. I'm Y/n L/n." I extend a hand and he gladly shakes it. "I'm Amao Odayaka."