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28: The Truth 😔

ʟᴏɴɢ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ? ʏᴇᴀʜ, ɪ sᴜʀᴇ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴇs. (ᴠɪɴᴇ, ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ? ɴᴏ? ᴏᴋᴀʏ...)

~Akademi High (Near the Gym)~
~YS Life~

"You okay?" Amao asked me.

"I'm better than okay. I'm great! I can't wait to see Ayano's face when we catch her." I huffed, crossing my arms.

"How are we going to do that, though?" He kicked a pebble on the ground.

"M-maybe set up a trap or something...?" Oko suggested.

I smiled a bit. "I don't think that's gonna work. Ayano's not a rat."

"Just a dumb suggestion..." he pursed his lips.

I pat his shoulder. "We'll figure something out, I promise."

"I just don't understand," Amao sighed. "What does she want?"

"As a yandere, she wants her senpai to herself. The problem is, there's no senpai here for some weird unknown reason." I shook my head.

"You're my senpai," Oko muttered.

I blinked. "E-excuse me?"

"...you're older than me, right...?" He blushed.

I looked away. "O-oh. Right, right, of course."

Amao gave him an unimpressed look. "God knows what you really meant, Oko."

Oko looked at him. "W-what? No!"

Amao rolled his eyes. "Suuure..."

"Guys, please. This is serious," I inhaled sharply. "You know what, let's-let's just go meet up with the others to plan something."

"Right, fine." Amao agreed, then we continued walking.

That's when Oko stopped on his tracks.

"Oko?"

"Y-you guys hear that?" He asked us.

I looked at him, confused. "Hear what?"

"Sounds like it came from the gym..." he told us, pointing his finger at the said building.

We listened for a moment.

"I don't hear anything." Amao tilted his head slightly, his bangs covering his eyes. "You must just be hearing things, Oko. Hallucinating or imagination, maybe."

"No Amao, I-I definitely heard something...!" Oko raised his voice a little like it's an urgent matter.

Not gonna lie, with situations like this, little things can be pretty urgent and can be a clue or something.

Sometimes scary.

"Oko, come on. The earlier we get to the student council room, the better." Amao told him gently.

After a few seconds, Oko sighed, then continued walking with us. "You're right... it was probably nothing. I'm just imagining things. I-I hope..."

~•♡•~

~Akademi High (Student Council Room)~
~YS Life~

"Let's get to the point here," Megamo told me. "Y/N, who exactly is Ayano Aishi?"

"I know she's the killer. Black hair like Budo, black eyes, hair tied up in a ponytail." I described. "Anyone seen someone with those features?"

In a room with 15 people, no one answered. "Really..." I facepalmed, sighing.