When I was in Middle-High, I confessed to the first love of my life. I was confident to become her better half.

But I was rejected.

In the bitterness of being thrown by the girl, I started spreading nonsense about her and soon her school life became nothing but a pit of mud.

I made her life a depressing hell.

At that time I ran away but the nature of fate brought me back to that girl once again.

This time we weren't on equal grounds and like in the past I wasn't looking down upon her, but rather….

"So Haru-kun~ How does it feel to be treated like trash yet have no way to run away? I bet you must hate me down to the core, right?"

I might have said yes since you are the one who has hurt me the most, but when you give me a lap pillow like this while running your fingers through my hair, I couldn't help but…

…fall for you, all over again.

This is my story of trying to gain forgiveness from the most complicated person I have ever come across. My yandere Ojou-sama.

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A/N: - This is a re-write version and please compare the two since there is a reason I decided to write this again.
Initial chapters would be dark but once the 'misunderstanding' clears out, there would be a whole lot of sugar.