Hey! UknownHero here and welcome to another new fic. I'm actually doing this to beef up my profile of stories before I move my reaction fics to Archive of Our Own as well as get this out of my head. This fic isn't going to update frequently, or be updated until all the rivals are know so I can plan the story out so please be patient until then if you like this. Anyway, let's do this.

New Game… Start!

Chapter 1: The Childhood Friend

My name is Taro Yadama. And… I don't where to begin, nor do I know where I end.

…Okay, that even confused me so let me rephrase that. My name is Taro Yadama and I'm not sure about my future. It's my final year in Akademi High and yet I don't know where to go afterwards. It's like I'm wandering aimlessly, day after day just waiting for something to happen to me.

No. No, that isn't right. No, it's more like I feel… hollow. As I watch everyone else in their own circles, talking about everything from school to the next trend, I sit at the fountain waiting for the next class to start. I feel like there's this big gaping hole in my heart that I can't seem to close no matter how many stitches I use.

I suddenly realize after all this time… I feel lonely.

Sure, Osana has always been with me since we were kids, but she always seemed a little distant for the last few weeks. I didn't really have anyone else to talk to and I can't remember the last time I talked to someone who's the same gender I am. I guess I feel more comfortable around girls but I'm getting off track.

The point is… I overheard some of the guys talking about how they really needed girlfriends and that got me thinking.

Maybe, just maybe, if I got one maybe I wouldn't feel so empty every day.

"Nope." Taro muttered to himself as he scrunched up the paper and threw it away, "Ugh, that was so dumb…" He groaned as she stretched out his limbs. He was at home doing an essay for a class about… "Wait a minute, what was the topic again?" He realized before slapping his forehead and groaned. He was spilling out his thoughts and feelings onto a page for nothing, considering that school was starting tomorrow. He looked at his clock and saw it was midnight so he decided to go to bed. He took a shower, brushed his teeth, noted that he really needed to replace it sooner or later, and went to bed. As he laid in his futon, staring up at the ceiling, he got thinking about his school work and life in general before sighing and closing his eyes. Osana was going to be mad if he showed up late.

(Monday Afterschool)

It was another boring day at Akademi High and it seemed everything was normal. The birds were chirping, the sakura trees were still the vibrant pink colour he had come to love and orange sky bathing the school in warmth and peacefulness. Taro was about to walk home with his childhood friend when he realized something, "Taro! Where are you going!?" Osana Najimi called out as he ran back to the school,

"I forgot my phone! I'll be right back! Go on without me!" Taro called back as he rushed towards the school,

"Baka…" Osana mumbled to herself before blushing and smiling a little, "I won't leave you alone..."

"Come on, where is it? First day back and I'm already losing my stuff…" Taro grumbled to himself as he checked his homeroom. He didn't know how he dropped it but he knew it was there somewhere. Finally, after some time searching, he found it, "There you are." He said as he turned it on to make sure it was okay. When he saw that it was working perfectly, he quickly checked his text messages to see if his parents texted him about when his little sister was coming home. He didn't find anything, but then found a strange message among them. It didn't have a number he recognized but he checked it out anyway. His eyes narrowed as he skimmed over the messages and the replies. He didn't remember using his phone all day. Then it hit him.

This wasn't his phone.

"What the…" Taro mumbled as he looked at the phone. It was the same model. It had a lot of the same apps with a few exceptions but it had a different background than his one. He decided to turn it over to a teacher and see if she could help him with finding his real phone when he suddenly realized something.

Osana's name was mentioned in the messages.

Taro knew he shouldn't. He really did. It was an invasion of privacy. Hell, he had already invaded the person's privacy by looking at the messages. But then again, he was rather curious about why his childhood friend was mentioned, especially since he knew Osana didn't have many friends as well. His curiousity got the better of him and checked the text messages.

Unknown Caller: Hey.

Owner: Do I know you?

Unknown Caller: I saw you stalking an upperclassman today.

Owner: Do you have a problem with that?

'Well, maybe a little.' Taro thought before shaking his head and started thinking, '"Upperclassman" huh? So, whoever owns this phone is either a first or second year.' He made a mental note of that, promising himself to return the phone as soon as possible.

Unknown Caller: No. I wanted to give you some information about the girl he was with. Her name is Osana Najimi. She has a crush on him.

'Osana has a crush?' Taro thought, surprised by the information before shaking his head again, 'It's probably just another rumour. God knows how fast they spread around here. Anyway, she only really spends time with me most of the time. I mean, we've been friends since we were babies. Osana can't like me, right?' He then mentally paused, '…Right?' He took another mental note to ask Osana the next time they see each other.

Unknown Called: She believes in the myth about the cherry tree behind the school.

Owner: The myth that if you confess your love to someone on a Friday, they are guaranteed to accept your confession?

Unknown Caller: Correct. She's planning to confess to him next Friday.

Owner: Why are you telling me this?

Unknown Caller: I would be happy if something bad happened to Osana-chan. I think you might be the right person to give her what she deserves.

Taro's heart stopped at that sentence, "H-Huh?" He said quietly, the phone shaking in his hands, "Who would hate Osana that much…?" He mumbled to himself, wondering if his friend had enemies. The conversation he was reading through was starting to both worry and confuse him at the same time, "I need to know who this person is." He mumbled to himself before going back to the phone.

Owner: Who are you?

Unknown Caller: I'm the person nicknamed "Info-chan" at school.

"Info-chan. Her?" Taro muttered. He had heard about Info-chan; saw the cameras around the school and especially the one at the entrance of Info Club. He even heard she blackmailed some very powerful people in the education department to give her the amount of power she's rumoured to have. And, of course, there were the panty shots she sells to the boys and the occasional girl, "What's her problem against Osana?" He muttered, frowning to himself

Owner: I've heard rumours about you. You blackmail girls and sell panty shots to boys. Nobody knows your real name.

Info-chan: The rumours are true. If you ever need a favour, text me a panty shot and I'll give you whatever support I can. If you want to know personal information about anyone at our school, just send me a photograph of their face, and I'll tell you everything I know about them.

This disgusted Taro. Whoever this Info-chan was, he wasn't going to let her hurt Osana over his dead body.

Owner: You're disgusting.

'At least we can agree on something…' Taro thought off-handedly.

Info-chan: You're a stalker. If you want my help, text me. If you don't care, ignore me, You have one week until your precious Senpai belongs to Osana-chan. I hope you make her suffer.

Taro quickly checked the date and time of the messages and saw it happened last night, 'I-I need to tell Osana.' Taro thought before heading out the classroom and rushing towards the front of the school, before crashing into someone, "Ow! Sorry! My bad!" Taro groaned he slowly got up. He looked down and saw it was a rather skinny girl with dark grey or black hair, "Hey, are you alright?" Taro asked as he offered the girl a hand,

"I-I-I'm… I-I-I'm…" Ayano Aishi tried to form sentences as she held her Senpai's hand. Suddenly, she felt like she was in heaven. His very touch caused her newly formed heart to beat faster as she delved deep into her fantasies of marrying the boy in front of her. She had only met him a few days ago, and already she knew she was madly in love with him.

She knew he was the only person who could fill in the emptiness she had for her entire life.

"Um… hello?" Taro asked awkwardly as he pulled her up. She seemed to be in a daze. He decided to see if she had a fever because she had a bright red blush on her face, "Hey, do you need the nurse?"

'He's touching me…' Ayano thought. If this kept going, she would have to throw away her panties. All of them. Then she remembered what she was going to do before her Senpai crashed into her,

"D-D-D-D…" Deciding that her voice was useless right now, she just grabbed something from her pocket, bowed and presented it to him, "H-Here…"

"Huh?" Taro said before remembering why he was in the school in the first place, "M-My phone! Thanks!"

"Jsajkdhdidwd-d-d-dropped…" Ayano mumbled, unable to form a coherent sentence and slowly transitioning to unintelligible words,

"Um, well, I'll see you later." Taro said awkwardly as he headed out of the school, a little weirded out by the girl, not noticing said girl now licking the palm of her hand as she headed into the classroom Taro was just in, 'Why is the screen wet?' Taro thought as he used his uniform to clean his phone before placing it into his pocket,

"Did you find your phone?" Osana asked as Taro approached the front gate,

"Yep." Taro replied, "Alright, let's go home."

"Finally!" Osana sighed in relief as they started heading home, "Seriously, you need to take care your stuff better, you baka."

"I'll try." Taro said before remembering what he read back at the school, "H-Hey… d-d-do you… have a crush on someone?" Osana just stopped as her face became bright red. Taro could swear he saw steam coming out of her ears before she started hitting him,

"BAKA! Wh-Why would you ask me that all of sudden!?" Osana shouted at him,

"S-Sorry! But I heard you were planning to confess to someone on Friday!" Taro lied, blocking Osana's punches when suddenly it stopped. He stopped covering his face as saw Osana was fidgeting around, her bright red blush still on her face, "O-Osana…"

"Let's just go home…" Osana muttered as she continued walking. Taro only stared at her retreating form before catching up. It was pretty silent the whole way home as Taro mentally beat himself up for being too forward with the question. She and him were neighbors too, so he was sure it was going to take while before she would talk to him again. When they finally arrived, Taro decided to try and warn her,

"H-Hey… there's something I have to tell you…" Taro said before he felt Osana's finger against his lips,

"Please… just leave me alone..." And with that, she retreated into her house leaving Taro alone. She didn't greet her parents. She didn't eat. She just shut herself in her room and jumped into her bed. She grabbed the picture of him and herself as kids enjoying some sea-salt ice cream and looking longingly at the photo, "Taro…" Osana whispered to herself before clutching the photo against her chest, "Please… don't leave me alone…" Meanwhile, outside, Taro was still staring at the spot Osana was,

"D-Does she really have a crush me…?" Taro thought out loud. Everything was starting to confuse him, so he decided to just turn in early for tonight. He didn't know whenever or not he actually like her more than a friend but he shook his head.

He had until Friday to think about it after all.

(Meanwhile at the Aishi Residence…)

Okay, maybe licking his phone wasn't a good idea, but his finger grease/sweat/germs tasted so good that she didn't regret pick-pocketing him. She only regretted giving it back however but even she thought it was too far. Anyway, she had her left hand to lick. Sure, she would eventually have to clean it but she knew she wanted it to last as long as it could. She would not clean it until Friday.

She would not clean it until Osana Najimi's blood stained her skin.

Ayano was already planning how to make Osana's eventual death look an accident. As she imagined pushing the little bitch off the roof, her phone rang, 'Info-chan.' Ayano thought as she picked it up,

"Hello, Aishi. How was your first day as a second year?" Info-chan asked, but Ayano knew she didn't mean it,

"You're just calling because I haven't sent you any panty shots today." Ayano said flatly, "Look, I realize now I need your help but-"

"Oh, I know. I'm just calling you up to warn you about a certain someone." This got Ayano's attention,

"Is it Osana Najimi?" Ayano asked, starting to feel her rage bubble up inside her,

"Oh no. Much, much worse." Info-chan replied. Ayano could only frown as she could practically see the smirk on Info-chan's face, "He knows."

Her heart stopped. Her face paled. Her blood ran cold.

"Wh-Who?" Ayano managed to get out,

"Your Senpai found your phone and saw our little conversation. And he knows that there's someone after his heart, and it's not you." Info-chan informed the Yandere before deadpanning, "Don't lick your phone, Aishi." Ayano cursed to herself before listening to Info-chan again, "I suggest you act fast, before Osana-chan confesses to him early. I'd give it about 3pm tomorrow. Tick Tock, Yandere-chan." And with that, Info-chan hung up. Ayano didn't let the nickname bother her as there was more important things to worry about. Ayano clenched her hand into a fist as she threw her phone away and rushed over to the kitchen. Her mother love knives for some reason, and right now Ayano was glad she did. She decided on the sharpest looking knife in her mother's collection and sharpened it some more. Suddenly, she imagined blood splattering the blade as she drives it deep into Osana's neck, chest and face. Every part of her she wanted to see bleed. A mad grin was starting to form on her face as the images in her head grew more gruesome, taking pleasure in seeing Imaginary Osana in absolute pain,

"You'll never love him like I do, Osana Najimi!" Ayano laughed out as she stabbed the air, "Senpai isn't yours! He's mine! HE'S ALL MINE! I WON'T LET YOU TAKE HIM AWAY FROM ME!" She cried out as she stabbed the floor, imagining as Osana's long dead body. After feeling she had enough practice, she slowly got up and laughed to herself.

Osana was definitely going to get what she deserved tomorrow.

Save Game… Quit!

Whew! Done! See ya whenever the Rival Introduction video is out!

UknownHero signing off, my friends!