Despairagus

Yandere-chan didn't bother listening. She had already studied for this class, but still her time here was precious. This was the only class she had today with Senpai, and she had the perfect spot. She chose her seat strategically. Senpai in front of her, and the teacher in front of him. She had already practiced this. Staring directly at the teacher, she could listen to Senpai's conversations while seemingly paying attention to the teacher. She loved when Senpai talked to his friends. She imagined herself as the friend he sat next to. "I just got my test results back in Physical Education. I scored 78th percentile." Senpai's voiced flowed smoothly, like blood. No. She must hear what she would say. "Taro Yamada, class is in session!If you're not going to pay attention now, you'll have to at home!" What? Oh. Yandere-chan didn't pay much attention to the world outside of Senpai when it didn't concern a rival, but she did notice there was a new teacher. Mrs. Oshari slammed a stack of papers down on Senpai's desk. Yandere pictured the teacher's head sliced off with a sharp piece of paper. I expect a 1,000 word essay every night for the next week on each of these subjects. Senpai's posture fell slightly. Only Yandere-chan noticed. "Yes, Mrs. Oshari." Yandere-chan wrote, too. She completed all 5 essays that night. She never showed them to Senpai, but she hoped they were similar. Each day as she went back to class, Mrs. Oshari gave Senpai work for seemingly anything. Senpai started talking to others less and less. He tried to complete assignments in any spare time he had. As Senpai's circle of friends shrank, her hatred of Mrs. Oshari grew. She missed fantasizing about Senpai, and hearing his sweet voice. Yandere-chan tuned out. She must think.
Yandere-chan wore her naughty panties to school. If Senpai finally noticed her, he'd love them, but that's not what they were for. Yandere-chan was careful not to sit down. She arrived at school early, before even the teachers did. She waited under Mrs. Oshari's desk. Yandere-chan had pasted small knives from the nurse's office onto the backside of her panties. She had a plan. When Mrs. Oshari walked into the classroom, Yandere-chan became very still. Mrs. Oshari slid some papers into her desk drawer, as she always did, and left. Yandere-chan checked the drawer and found several assignments. A note plastered onto it was labeled "Taro Yamada." Rage began to bubble up inside Yandere-chan. She let it, recalling the torturous things Mrs. Oshari did to feed the flames. Yandere-chan remained motionless. She slipped out from under Mrs. Oshari's desk and stood behind the door. Mrs. Oshari returned and walked to behind her desk. Yandere-chan closed the door very slowly, and dropped to the ground under her desk. Mrs. Oshari glanced quickly at the door and returned to her work. Yandere-chan crept along the ground, careful to make sure Mrs. Oshari's desk was obscuring Mrs. Oshari's view. Yandere-chan drew her gloves from the student's bag she had slipped them into. She took the knife out of their desk. If things didn't go as planned, she could frame whoever has thus desk. Yandere-chan sprang up. She had practiced this many times. Mrs. Oshari saw then knife and dropped her pen. Yandere-chan took a step forward. Ms. Aishi, what are you doing? She took a step back. Yandere-chan took two small steps forward, staggering just how she planned to stand next to Mrs. Oshari. Mrs. Oshari must try to stop her. "Ayano Aishi, you stop this instant!" Mrs. Oshari's muscles tensed. It was happening. Mrs. Oshari leapt for Yandere-chan. She twisted her hips to land on her stomach. There was no sound. Yandere-chan was hoping for at least a little squelch. Mrs. Oshari's body fell on top of her, and her breathing grew ragged. She had been impaled 18 times in her intestines. Yandere-chan was pleased to find it had hit an artery as well. It made the process faster. "why..." Yandere-chan pushed Mrs. Oshari off with ease. SHe was the strongest student in the school. She didn't let anyone know of course. Mrs. Oshari's limp form fell to the ground. Yandere-chan gave her a small nudge to roll her over the small ledge. She stood over Mrs. Oshari's motionless body. She had done this may times, watched many lives drain from many eyes. She crouched to whisper something in Mrs. Oshari's ear. Her eyes didn't widen, they simply stopped closing for a few seconds. Then she was gone. Yandere-chan ate her rice paper gloves. She took off her panties and left them in the desk of that poor student. She still had a pair of plastic panties on to leave no evidence. Yandere-chan put on her apron and skipped off to change into a new uniform.


for Yandere Dev 
(notice me senpai...)