Aleophoros Academy

Chapter 3: The Trickster, The Demon, And The Psychopath

Aleophoros Academy, 7:30 PM, Cafeteria, Ground Floor

A few hours after the encounter with the blonde teen Apollo, Izumi had decided to go down from his dorm to go get some food. He had asked Apollo if he'd join him, but he insisted that he wasn't hungry.

Apollo instead decided on fixing up the room for the both of them. He did it without telling Itachi before he left; he wanted it to be somewhat surprising.

Izumi went ahead to go grab a small bite to eat at the cafeteria.

He hoped, anyway.

He took a look at the map the headmistress gave earlier. If he was reading it correctly, then he'd be there if he just kept walking straight down the hall and turn left at the fountain by the intersection.

Placing the map in his pocket, he slowed his pace down for a second, to admire the school.

He'd walk by some of the sections, namely Night Raid and Shadow Order, finding them empty, which was a bit odd at first, until he remembered classes haven't even started yet.

Some lockers with passwords were seen on either side of the hall. He figured students could access their own by tomorrow.

The double door to the cafeteria was just up ahead, he had just turned left at the fountain to see for himself.

To the left he could see another room, a... Room full of art materials and canvases. The Art Room, he presumed.

And as he expected, it was the art room. He wasn't very interested in arts but he was sure a bunch of the students on campus would be enthusiastic if they saw this room.

He was already trying to learn the place like the back of his hand, so that he wouldn't need to carry the damned map for the whole semester.

But he forgot that the girls' dorm was also opposite the boys' dorm.

As Izumi stared inside the art room for a bit, he had failed to notice the faint female face reflected from the glass.

The girl was petite, at a height of 5'4. For once a girl was actually close to his height...relatively. She had long, brown and wavy hair with a purple bow. She looked at Izumi from behind with a smile that would've sent most boys chills down their spines. Her clothes were a white school uniform, possibly from her old school, with a black collar. As if she was a yandere.

Nope, she was most likely some psychopathic female.

"Oho~ what do we have here?" she sounded somewhat...menacing? He couldn't really find the right word for it.

"Who are you?" he turned around. His face didn't show it, but he was intimidated by the short brunette.

"Ahahahaha, my, I wonder why some man like you is all alone in the hall? You lost?" she chuckled sinisterly.

"What do you want and who the hell are you?" he felt scared. It was like she was trying to get into his head but at the same time she wasn't.

"Oh fu~, you're no fun. Minna Swan, at your service." She did a curtsey, without taking her eyes off him as if she was planning to stab him in his sleep.

"I'm Izumi Tatsuyama." he bowed in respect.

"Pleasure to meet you~." she walked closer to him. "Now what are you doing here alone?"

Izumi felt like he was being backed into a corner with no escape in sight. He slowly stepped away.

"Someone's scared~" she inched closer.