Had any curious soul wandered towards Yandere Academy, they would've witnessed the most bizarre sight: A long, never-ending line, queueing around the school, slithering in tight folds all across the yard and continuing past the entrance gates. What could've kept so many people waiting, leaving the other festival stalls utterly and shamelessly abandoned?
You. More specifically, a smooch from you. The one and only (Y/N), shyly standing under the humble sign advertising your service.
Ridiculous, one may have argued. Where were the teachers in all this madness? Lamentably and regretfully, they, too, were dutifully standing in line, hoping for a glimpse of their favorite student. It surely couldn't have been that improper - you were all adults, after all, and there must other people that could oversee the day. Except, well, the security guards and the rest of the school staff were also hiding among the people, taking one step at a time, nearing your booth with giddy anticipation. Not a single soul strayed from that line.
The principal stared at the disaster, a single tear rolling down their cheek. Whoever came up with this arrangement was not particularly inspired. Or rather, they must've been consumed by greed, everything else be damned!
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