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Love Coach and Delinquients

Summary:

Ayano Aishi has been raised to be like her mother, her aunt, her grandmother... her grand-grand mother, her grand-grand-grandmother's grandmother.

her mother promised her that one day, she too.. could feel emotions when the day her senpai comes.

Young Ayano would stare up at her, lack of fascination but she remembered her mother's words and her father's fearful face.

Now years later, how is she going to tell her mother that she fucked up and can actually feel things? and how would she explain to her father that some blond fucks actually adopted her off the lonely pile?

[English is my first language that I spoke when I was a babe but I still suffer with grammar mistakes lmao]

Chapter 1: A yandere's rookie mistake

Chapter Text

"I'm sorry... but I don't know you.."

 

Are the words that stabbed her in the heart where it hurts most. Oh how ironic that someone like this guy could make her feel like this that should've exist the moment she was born..

 

Ayano stood there with a empty expression that didn't reflect her shattering heart. She clutched the envelope, paper crinkling against her grip as the sakura petals flew around them in a dance of mockery.

 

All those friends she piled on her back, her aching feet when she ran all over school to boost her reputation, the struggles of being pushed around by student council members and delinquents, how she had to help some dude get with Osana just to 'eliminate' a rival. But maybe.. just maybe.. she wasn't supposed to confess this early. She didn't do anything enough

 

her mother never mentioned how she got her father, did she confessed and got accepted? no- her dad looked frightened like a chihuahua being refused to bark.

 

she should've done more- she should've- maybe its better if kill- kill- killkillkillkillkillherkillherwhydidn'tyoukilledher-

 

A uniform blouse was suddenly thrown over her head, making her freeze and snapped out of her thoughts as she suddenly positioned into a fighting stance with a deadly look on her face.

 

A blond guy raised his hands up in a surrender pose as he let out a huff "woah there fella." Exclaimed by the guy with a scar that looked like he got a failed nose job, his voice rough and trying to be intimidating

 

Ayano blinked for a moment before registering who's in front of her. She took a deep breath to dust any hint of insanity in her mind as she acknowledge his presence "Tsumeato-san" she stated with a monotone voice, her eyes blank like she wasn't about to give the delinquent a thousand knives straight through his chest just by one look.

 

both looked away as the uniform from Ayano's head fell into the grass, causing an awkward moment for a second before Hayanari dropped his arms down to cross it against his chest, "so.. you and that guy huh. Honestly a pitiful scene"

 

Ayan couldn't help the frown on her face from the guy's comment "It is none of your business..." she huffed before crouching down to pick up the delinquent's blazer and handed it to him when she stand. He gave her a silent nod as he took it from her.

 

Now that she thought about it-... "why are you here?" she asked, black eyes squinting blankly at Hayanari with a small hint of suspiciousness.

 

Hayanari let out a grunt, throwing his blazer over his shoulder carelessly. "Was looking for a napping spot until I spotted some freak getting rejected and just standing there creepily"

 

Ayano deadpanned at his rude words but just let out a defeated grunt as she slam herself down into the grass filled with spider lilies around them. She's not gonna question why this would be a comfortable spot to nap in "suit yourself" she mumbled, pulling her legs up as she pulled her bangs back mindlessly, still bothered by Taro's voice flooding her mind

 

She didn't noticed the delinquent's eyes observing her behaviour, grunting as he shove his weapon bag and blouse down to the grass before sitting beside her with some distance. That made her snap out of it again as Ayano turned to face him in confusion.

 

Hayanari bristled at the stare as ruffled his hair and looking away, "I don't know what you- or some other girls out there see in that guy. Hell I don't know what Osoro out of all people see in him, but-" he cuts himself off, a troubled look on his face like there's a devil and angel fighting on his shoulders. Ayano just blinked at the suddeness of the situation. Is she seeing the same person who would shove her away for being "too close"?

 

"But- but.." Hayanari finally continued with a deep breath "he's right about- you know.. rejecting you. Like- his reasoning is valid." He flinched when gray eyes started shooting daggers at his way, like seeing someone with face that has nothing but an eye "ey ey! Don't fucking blame me- I mean- if the orange pigtails confessed to him instead of ya' he would accept in a heartbeat because he knows her" he reasoned quickly, shifting away from Ayano who's about to strangle the guy. It's a surprise he's still sitting there instead of calling her a freak and walking away

 

After listening to the reasoning, Ayano eventually got herself to calm down as he glared at the ground "I know" she muttered bitterly

 

Silence enveloped the two as the tree sway by the calm breeze.

 

Ayano still couldn't wrap the situation around her head. First her senpai rejected her and she felt... Normal? Not normal but definitely not abnormal if you compare it to how her mom and ancestors would've done in that situation. And now she's being given advice by a delinquent?

 

"Well, this is fucking awkward" Hayanari had the gal to initiate small talk

 

Ayano's lips thinned at the crude comment. Dang, can he shut up?

 

"Ayano Aishi." Hayanari turned to look at her with a small look of surprise before scoffing "Hayanari Tsumeato, but you already know that"

 

Ayano nodded in acknowledgement, her focus on pulling out her phone, put it on silent mode as she aimed her camera at his face to take a silent picture. She looked down to send it to info-chan and getting a full view information about him in return, she only knows about him through some snide comments from other students and the mentions of him when she was passing by the incinerator

 

"Last year, he was relentlessly bullied for showing signs of a receding hairline. His best friend Hokuto stood up for him, and was bullied for doing so. He felt tremendous guilt over this, and developed a smoking habit."

 

Ah, that explains how she recognized him more than the delinquent on her class... Because of that damn hairline and nose job. Who was the delinquent on her class again... was it Daku? Or Aku?

 

The delinquent suddenly stood up, making Ayano slightly flinch as she hid her phone sonic speed "imma head out." He said, picking up his blouse and weapon bag "you got shit going on and I'll let you handle that out alone." He gave her one last glance before making his way down the hill

 

Ayano watched his figure disappear from her view before pulling up her phone again to check the guy's background

 

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Ayano finally arrived home, dropping her bag immediately to the sofa as she made her way upstairs to collapse onto her bed

 

She can't cry, she couldn't cry.. but there's this thing in her heart that wants to rip itself to shreds and toss it into the endless abyss of the ocean

 

She felt it. He made her feel this way.. but at what cost? It's not the same feeling that her mom had gone through

 

Halting that thought, something suddenly came to mind. Does she actually want to be like her?

 

Ayano sit up immediately at the thought, her elbows supporting her as she looked at the shrine. Stumbling to get out of bed to open it- then stared into the picture of Taro

 

...The feeling is gone.

 

But the urge to kill for, some reason, wasn't there.

 

Her phone started ringing from her pocket, taking it out, she narrowed her eyes at the contact name on her screen...

 

Ayano: what is it?

 

Info-chan: just congratulating you on your stupidity

 

Info-chan: didn't think it'd take for one rival eliminated to get you to confess immediately.

 

A picture of Taro Yamada hanging around with Amai Odayaka in her bakery. Ayano grips her phone- why- why is it coming back up??

 

Info-chan: especially if there's already someone on her merry way to his heart

 

CRACK

 

"Oh..." Ayano released the grip on her phone, her eyes blankly staring down at the crack on her screen

 

She placed it down to her bed and just Breathe.

 

'Calm Down Ayano. You are not going there recklessly, you are not killing anyone'

 

With that, she got ready for bed, pulling out some long sleeves, since the weather is getting cold nowadays, but kept the shorts before crashing down to her bed and forced herself to sleep.

 

Only to snap her eyes awake as her stomach started grumbling. Dang, she forgot to eat. Fuck love and its ways to make people stupid

 

Looks like she's starving for the night

 

 

Oh yeah, she is starving.

 

When morning rose, the first thing Ayano felt was hunger. But upon looking at her phone, she just rolled out of bed and got ready for the day as fast as she could

 

She only has 20 minutes to go to school!

 

Keys? Check, bag? Check, phone? Not charged but check, notes, pens, money...

 

Who fucking cares, Ayano put on her shoes and just bolted out of there. Running as fast as she could

 

She got to Academy along with some pink haired guy wheezing by the gate, she frozen and backtracks to see who he is... Only to leave blank, must be someone she doesn't see a lot

 

"You alright?" And now- why the hell is she helping?

 

The guy snapped his up in surprise before it cuts off by another wheeze as he held a hand up "g-g..ive.. me- a moment.." he said breathlessly, looking like he's about to fall over

 

And he did, almost, if Ayano hadn't caught him by the sleeve and held him still. Again, why is she helping this dude??? Befriending anyone isn't useful for her anymore

 

Upon looking at her phone again, she began to fidget.. it's already 8:00

 

"Fuck it" she cursed, making the pink hair guy looked up at her curiously before yelping when she crouched behind him and picked him up effortlessly

 

"W-what are you?!" "We're late" she said in a monotone voice, positioning her head start then bolting to the school gate before the teacher could even close it

 

"Huh?" Kiyoshi's hand froze midair from the button as she saw a literal female student carrying what seemed to be... Oh it's just Otohiko. Thankfully

 

She closed the gate when they passed by and went in her merry way

 

Ayano in the other hand, ignored the stares she's getting from passing students as she dropped the shrimp headed guy to the nurse's office, fortunately the door is open

 

"Ms. You're gonna be la- oh, Meichi" the nurse approached them from where she was at her desk, looking concerned at the flushed face male student

 

"Sorry for the intervention" Ayano just said as she gently placed the guy down and dusted off her skirt

 

Otohiko turned to Ayano and gave her a bow "thank you" he wheezed out, still not recovering from his fatigue

 

Ayano just nodded as she exit the infirmary to go to her own class, only to bump into someone's shoulder

 

"My apologies-" she said gruffly with a hint of annoyance, a growing migraine began to form as she walked up the flight of stairs and into her classroom

 

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The bell rung in its loud but soothing tune as Ayano jolted awake to consciousness. She blinked the grogginess from her eyes and wiping off the crust from the corners. She might've dozed off..

 

"YAN-CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNN!~~" A green alien suddenly burst into her classroom, bumping everyone on her way as she flew herself to Ayano

 

The instincts kicked in as Ayano dodged to the side but managed to grab Midori from the back of her blouse to prevent any brain damage happening here "Midori" she dangerously, giving the green headed idiot a death glare

 

Said green headed idiot just gave her a sheepish grin before regaining her posture, standing next to Ayano's desk as she waved apologetically to her classmates that she bumped into, "anywaaaaaays" Midori turned back to Ayano, gripping her phone excitedly while looking suspiciously mischievous "how's the confession with Yamada-Senpai?"

 

Ayano just let out a huff as she gripped the hem of her skirt "rejected"

 

Midori let out a gasp, a sad puppy like look on her face despite not being the one getting rejected. "Oh.. it's okay Yan-chan. There's plenty of little fishies in the sea."

 

Ayano let out a grunt as she stood up, bringing out her lunch from her book bag. "It's fine Midori." She dismissed the thought of finding another senpai as she left the classroom, Midori following along behind her

 

"What made you like him anyways?" Midori is a good friend but sucks at matchmaking. Though she did tried her best to get those two in the room together, but Ayano seemed to fled most of the time.. and she wasn't open about why Taro out of all people?

 

"I mean- he's pretty average. Are you into those guys?" Ayano sighed as they arrived at the rooftop on the east, preferring to sit down by the railings. Midori bounced over to sit on her side "he made me.." Ayano hesitated as she thought of the answer "feel things"

 

Well, that's subtle but also the truth. He really does made her feel thing but-

 

But

 

That's all? Ayano thought, her mind immediately imagining Midori saying that with the loud ass voice of hers

 

"That's all?!" Fucking called it. Ayano should be a fortune teller

 

"It's.. complicated." What a great excuse, though it is also true. She can't really tell what Midori might've reacted if she told her that- oh yes, I belong to a family of crazy women and their never lasting period that made them have constant mood swings and the urge to cut someone's life up if you even dare glance at their senpai's way

 

Now that she think about it. How come the Aishi bloodline never have Kouhais as their 'love' one, and why do they always find them in their second year of high school??

 

"Yan-chan~ you heard about the new teacher?" Midori asked out of the blue while playing shooting games on her phone

 

Ayano blinked as she tilted her head up in thought "no.." she couldn't recall any announcement about a new teacher ...maybe they did announce it but she dozed off. Well that's stupid "And there's also a new nurse! I heard from my classmates that he's cute" Ayano couldn't help but raised a brow at that, okay then- Before the two of them know it, the bell rung it's war cry as Ayano slap the lid of her Bento Box on "they're not my problem" she simply said with a dismissive tone while wrapping her box into the pink cloth

 

Both left the rooftop as Midori talks her ear off about some guy named 'Alex' and how she's leaving his ass on his own. She doesn't know jack shit who that weirdo is but she don't care

 

"See you around!" Midori screeched at her while waving her phone in the air, yelping as it flung someone due to it. Serves her right

 

Ayano just sighed as she entered the classroom, seeing that most of his classmates hasn't come up yet.

 

She was about to settle down when the door slide open, revealing a fuck-man looking man as he entered inside with a smirk

 

"Oh? Where are the others?" Ayano could see the 5 girls and 2 guys trembling from the shivers down their spine at the man's voice. Ayano found that hot ass breath to be weird and inappropriate as hell

 

She just sat down as other students fled into the classroom in a hurry. Either they realized their late or that there's a hot delicious man delivered right at their classroom, she couldn't tell

 

What she could tell is the name the man wrote on the board

 

"My name is Mido Rana. I'll be your substitute teacher for the rest of the semester.." said Mido with a deep chuckle as every girl and gays swooned in their seats

 

Ayano just slumped her shoulder before bringing out a pen to Doodle on her notebook. Great, life could've been more peaceful.