#senpai-kun

Ayanno: ok I’m going to finally tell senpai my feelings

Taro: I love you 

Ayanno: Who the fu-

Taro: *Kisses cherryblossom tree*

{April 1st, 2016}

When Ayana Aishi opened her eyes that morning, her first course of action was to calmly turn off her alarm clock.  She sat up in bed and yawned before stretching out her arms.  She glanced over at her calendar and let her gaze fall to the date.  Today was her birthday.  Though she had never been particularly attached to this date, her parents (and society at large) insisted that the day of her birth was to be cherished by all that held her dear.  As she got out of bed, Ayana thought to herself about who in her short life might qualify as 'holding her dear'.  Her mother and father?  Surely.  They cared for her and pampered her to the best of their ability.  Her aunt perhaps?  She sent her gifts for every holiday without fail, even if it was just money.  And lastly..Perhaps her cousin as well, who was the closest thing she had to a 'childhood friend'.  Them aside, no one really came to mind.  Ayana wasn't particularly well-liked at school, nor was she disliked.  She didn't hang out with any of her peers after classes and though she'd received a number of love confessions, no one would be able to convince Ayana that her 'suitors' were even worth the dirt trapped in the soles of their shoes.

As she made up her bed and headed into the bathroom to start her morning routine, her thoughts drifted further into the topic of the people around her.  None of them, not even her parents knew who she really was; what she really was.  She was nothing.  That is to say, she couldn't feel anything.  No matter what activity she participated in, or who she spoke to, Ayana had never been able to feel any sort of emotion towards anything or anyone.  Though she had long ago come to the conclusion that she was 'broken' by most standards, she was also indifferent towards her situation and thought that it would be pointless to bother her parents with the truth of the situation.  It didn't matter, she didn't need to feel to be able to live amongst the rest of the humans in this big world, all she needed to do was act as if everything was perfectly normal.  It was something of a hobby actually.  Ayana had taken to projecting the image of a perfectly normal, well-adjusted, and happy girl for a number of years now to decent success.  On her shelves were the latest games and most recommended novels.  She had pop magazines and a few plushies to complete the look.  She had two gaming systems; one console and one handheld, and she made sure to watch the latest episode of the most popular shows each week so she could respond easily if her classmates happened to ask about it.  She wore popular colors and light make-up and made sure she looked aesthetically pleasing each day.  She rode a bike to school and carried the latest model IPhone.  A perfectly normal girl.

After putting on her uniform and putting her hair up into a ponytail, Ayana stepped into the kitchen and was greeted by the smell of eggs and french toast.  Her parents met her as she approached the table and each pulled her into an affectionate embrace which she enthusiastically returned.  While she did not particularly care for their affection, she was also not annoyed by it, making it something she could easily put up with and replicate.  Since today was her birthday, her parents were going to take her out somewhere and generally pamper her.  As she ate her breakfast she listened to her parents discuss their quickly approaching business trip.  They would be out of the country for ten weeks and thought it might be best to let Ayana stay home and attend school normally.  Since Ayana was well behaved, she would be trusted to be alone in the house.  They wouldn't be leaving until tomorrow evening, however, so they were eager to spend today with their daughter. ---- With promises of fun to be had after school, Ayana stepped out of her house with her school bag and unchained her bike from its post.  She mounted it and rode off, allowing her face to relax in its natural and neutral expression.  There was no need to pretend while she was alone.  As she rode, her mind began to wander again.  She knew this route well enough that she barely needed to pay attention to where she was going-