A Yandere Simulator Fanfiction

Budo x Ayano x Taro "The Rejection"

Ch.1 - Prologue

{Now looking from Ayano Aishi's/ Yandere- Chan's POV}

I can't feel anything. In my earliest memories all I could remember were hospitals. For as long as I can remember, doctors often told me "Something is wrong, she can't be fixed."

They could never diagnose me.

I've never been able to feel emotions. I was different from everyone else.

I don't act like the other children.

I can see their joy, I can see their sorrows.

I can sense their fears, I can feel their anger.

But I am not able to do the same, I can't help it. I am just... not like everyone else.

Soon enough, my father fell into deep depression. He worried for me everyday.

All he wanted was a normal family.

And I was the one ruining his hopes and dreams.

When I go to school, I am the target for bullies. They were amused by me, the broken senseless robot, who wouldn't respond properly. But they didn't understand why I was so different from them. This was my childhood for a while.

But there came a day where I had enough, blaming myself for being so different. Why do I feel so empty? Why do I feel like there is a void within me? Why does it seem like a part of me is missing? Why am I such a disappointment to my father? Why just can't I... Be normal?

I suppose I took pity for my father, I didn't want my father to feel such sadness all because of my existence.

I pretended to be normal when I'm around other people, I taught myself to act like everyone else in society. I finally can be called normal in society.

I showed feelings of joy, sadness. Showing happiness for others, being sorry for other's misfortune.

I learned what hobbies were, pretending to like what others do.

I saw my father showing signs of improvement emotionally, mentally, physically. He was finally happy he had a somewhat normal family. We can pull off as a picture - perfect family if we wanted to.

I asked for a gaming console to play with and different manga series to read. Without needing to plead, my parents happily obliged. I started hanging out with people who call our acquaintanceship a friendship, they were my "friends". We played different games together and discussed different manga topics together. I don't understand how it was enjoyable, in fact it was draining. But I know that my tiring facade paid off when I hear people say, "I guess the broken robot fixed itself."

The bullying stopped. I was accepted.

But a fact is still a fact; on the inside, I feel nothing.

I am hollow, I am empty, I am broken.

Humanity isn't a part of me.

It's not as bad as it may sound.

I have learned to accept myself, but society wouldn't accept my true self.

Such judgmental beings.

But deep down, I suspect my father had known that I was putting up a facade all along. He knows I am broken.

It's simply impossible that I'd wake up one day and suddenly be a cheerful, emotional child.

I know something is wrong with me, but I don't care. I consider this normal.

I know my father still worries for me. But this is my faith, my destiny to be an emotional walking child, for as long as I live.

A part of me believes this would never change, but another part of me wants to hang on the hope.

The hope that my mother had given me when she said, "Ayano, I was exactly like when I was your age. But one day, you will meet a special someone which will make you feel complete. Someone who would fill that void. Be patient."

I look forward to what my mother said for it was my only hope.

But some days, everything seems so messed up until I can't even see the spark of hope anymore. But, I'll wait.

That doesn't stop me from putting up my facade. That doesn't stop me from pretending to be something I'm not and live life like society expects me to.

Entering high-school, nothing had changed. Until one day...

I finally felt something.

When I bumped into this boy, who showed nothing but kindness from the very first second of our encounter, when he reached out his hand to help me up. Apologizing for knocking me down, and gave me a warm, comforting smile. That's when I knew, everything will change.

When he walked away, I felt a strong desire, a longing, a yearning, a craving.

Now I finally understand what it means to be human, to be alive.

I'm addicted to the way this special someone makes me feel, this special person is...

My Senpai~

Because of him, I don't care about anything else, he is everything to me.

But when he walked away, I saw someone else who is trying to take him away from me.

She wants him, but not in the same way that I want him.

She could never appreciate him the way I do, she doesn't deserve him.

He belongs to me alone. When I saw that girl's long orange pigtails waving from side to side as she walked so close to my Senpai, she has taught me a new emotion.

Rage.

I want to stop her, I want to hurt her, I want to kill her.

There is nothing I wouldn't do for my Senpai.

I won't let anyone come between us.

I don't care what I have to do.

I don't care who I have to hurt.

I don't care whose blood I have to spill.

I won't let anyone take him away from me.

Nothing else matters, no one else matters.

Senpai will be mine.

He doesn't have a choice.

I will eliminate every obstacle that comes my way.

[Authors Note]

Thanks for coming by to check out the remake of Budo x Ayano x Taro, hopefully you'd enjoy the new twists added to the original story, hope you'd stick by~

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