𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 ; 𝑂𝑑𝑑

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"Isn't Amane acting strange, Y/N?" Yashiro asks, "hm? What do you mean?"

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"Isn't Amane acting strange, Y/N?" Yashiro asks, "hm? What do you mean?"

"He looks tired- and he's usually playing soccer but he's no longer on the field." Yashiro explains, you ponder before realizing.

"Where does he go- when it's lunch break?" You ask her; she shrugs. "It's strange. Ever since we got the dreams- he acted more weird."

"Your right." Yashiro agree's; where ever he is. We'll find him. When we do! We'll question him!

   While the two were talking the male watched from afar,

"We forgot to ask Aoi about the Seven wonder's!" You shout slightly.

"Shoot- your right!" Yashiro says.

"After class." After class you and Yashiro ran outside and to Aoi's class.

"AOI!" You shout entering the classroom. "Yes?" She purrs.

"What are the seven mysteries! Specifically Hanako-San!" You ask. She giggles, "Hanako-San hm?"

   "Gonna wish you have the confidence to confess to Amane-Kun?" She ask. "Aoi. This is serious. Tell. Us." You demand she seems to break her playful act and smiles darkly,

     "Hanako-San, a young girl who died in the schools old bathroom on the third floor. When going to the old bathroom, the third stall knock three times and ask : 'Hanako-San.' 'Hanako-San.' Are you there?" Aoi takes in a breath.

      "She'll appear and grant you a wish but! The bigger the wish. The bigger the price." Aoi finishes.

      "Alright bye!" You grab yashiro running again to the old building. "We're summoning Hanako. To know the truth." You say.

    She nods; running in your meet with the creepy aura. You just shrug it off and go towards the stall door.

      "Third one." You sigh,


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     The room suddenly got colder, as the wind picks up. The creepy aura rising yet, nothing happened. Though you feel  a gust of wind lead the to window,

     Whipping you're head to it. There's this huge tower. "Was that, always there?" Yashiro asks hesitantly.

      "Not until now." You say firmly. "Get Kou. That may be our answer of what's happening." Yashiro nods running out,

      "I'll find out the truth, no matter how ugly it is." You sigh.

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