Is it okay for a loner like me to have a yandere?

Life can’t possibly get better than this.

I’m in my first year of college, and honestly, it feels like the best time of my life. Things have been amazing ever since that near breakup last year—when I stupidly believed a random girl over my own girlfriend.

After high school, I didn’t see Haruka, Takuya, or Daiki again. Maybe they were told not to attend the same university as us? Either way, it didn’t really matter.

As for Yuki, I never saw her again after that day. My mom mentioned that she and her family had moved overseas or something. I didn’t care much.

Deep down, I always knew Suzune had something to do with that. But I never asked. And to be honest, if I ever meet Yuki again, I might just thank her—for trying to come between me and Suzune.

Because of that, I got to see how deeply Suzune loves me, and how far she’s willing to go for us.

Since then, she’s never kept anything from me. And I’ve accepted everything about her.

I love her the way she is. She’s perfect for me.

“Hey, Aki,” a familiar hand landed on my shoulder.

I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. “Hey, Kazu.” He’s a friend I made during orientation.

He’s a good guy—great at sports and a favorite among the teachers.

Even though he could easily be part of the popular crowd, he chooses to hang out with me. Says I give the best advice and that I’m easy to be around.

At college, apart from Suzune, I spend most of my time with him.

I like him too. He’s genuine—not the type to say one thing and feel another.

“You free after this? Wanna hit the arcade?”

Of course—he’s a game freak. He’ll play anything. One time, I caught him playing a cleaning game just because he had no mobile data and that was the only offline game he had.

I would’ve said yes, but, “Can’t today. I need to get home early. She’s waiting for me for dinner.”

I didn’t have to say who “she” was. Everyone in class—maybe the whole university—knows that Takahashi Suzune, the prettiest girl from our year, is taken.

Kazuto sighed. “No offense, man, but can I ask something?” He paused, then asked, “How do you deal with… all that obsession? I mean, she texts and calls you constantly and sticks by your side even in class. Don’t you ever feel smothered?”

I didn’t take offense. I understood how it looked from the outside.

I just smiled and told him, “Actually, I’d be more worried if she didn’t act like that. I fell in love with her for who she is, so no—I never feel burdened by it. If anything, I feel like we don’t get enough time together.”

He blinked at me, looking like he couldn’t believe what he’d just heard. But that’s how I truly feel.

It’s not just Suzune who’s obsessed. I may not show it the same way, but I’m just as attached.

Eating dinner without her… going to bed without her beside me… even the thought of it makes me feel empty.

We didn’t talk much after that—my work was done, and I just wanted to head home.

The apartment we live in—yes, we’re already living together—is only about a ten-minute walk from campus.

At first, my parents weren’t exactly thrilled with the idea of two teenagers cohabiting. But we eventually convinced them. I assured them I was mature enough not to surprise them with a grandchild anytime soon.

Well… Suzune does try to tempt me into going all the way without protection almost every night, but I always make sure to carry emergency supplies.

She’s really eager to become a mother and have my kids, but I want us to finish college first, get married, and then plan that chapter of our life.

On my way back, I passed by a park.

Usually, around this time, it’s full of kids playing. But today, I saw a small girl crying while a group of older boys teased her.

I frowned, ready to step in—but before I could, a few women—probably their moms—rushed in and started scolding the boys.

I let out a small sigh and continued walking.

Soon, I reached our building. After pressing my entry card at the security panel, I took the elevator to the top floor.

When I rang the doorbell, the door flew open almost instantly.

There she stood, wearing a long, cozy sweater that reached just above her thighs. Her silver hair had grown out, now flowing gracefully down to her waist. Those soft pink eyes of hers were filled with warmth and quiet relief. A faint blush colored her cheeks, and everything about her radiated a charm that made me pause—just to take her in and admire her for a moment.

“Welcome home,” she said, pulling me into a tight hug.

I wrapped my arms around her and smiled, “Sorry I’m late.”

She pulled back just enough to plant a quick kiss on my lips. “Apology accepted,” she whispered, taking my hand and guiding me inside.

I couldn’t help but smile at how bright and beautiful she looked. After a long, tiring day, just one smile from her was enough to wash all the stress away.

“I’ll warm up the food. Go freshen up,” she said, already heading toward the kitchen.

I was hungry, so I simply hummed in reply and made my way to the bathroom.

As I splashed water on my face, my thoughts drifted back to that little girl in the park—the one who was crying.

Something about it stirred a memory. A question I had buried for a long time suddenly rose to the surface.

When I came out and sat at the dining table, I watched Suzune move around the kitchen, carefully plating the food.

“Hey, Suzu… mind if I ask you something about the past?”

She glanced back and hummed, “Sure. What is it?”

I hesitated for a moment. I didn’t want to dampen the mood, but the question had been with me for far too long.

“That day… when those kids bullied you so badly—what really happened?”

They used to tease her sometimes, sure, but that day was different. They had thrown mud at her, kicked her, and even hurled stones. Looking back now, they could’ve seriously hurt her.

Suzune paused mid-motion. Then, with a quiet sigh, she said, “Actually… I was writing an apology letter to you that day. I wanted to say how sorry I was… and that I always thought of you as my friend. But one of those boys snatched the letter from me. I chased them all the way to the park. When I tried to get it back, I ended up pushing one of them—pretty hard. And… well, you know what happened after that.”

She looked both saddened and regretful.

Before I realized it, my body moved on its own.

I walked up to her and gently wrapped my arms around her waist, resting my chin on her shoulder.

“I’m sorry I arrived there late,” I murmured softly.

Suzune shook her head, her voice low but steady. “You stood up for me… even after how I treated you back then. It was so overwhelming at the time. But it meant everything to me, Aki-kun.”

She leaned into me, her eyes fluttering shut as a hint of moisture gathered at the corners.

My chest tightened at the sight.

Without saying a word, I slipped one arm beneath her legs and lifted her into a bridal carry.

Startled, she clutched my shoulder. “W-What about dinner?” she asked, her cheeks turning a soft shade of red.

I looked down at her with a warm smile. “Right now, I’m craving you.”

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A/N:- Thanks for reading. Probably will continue this in the next chapter.