"Yuta! It's almost 7 am! Your going to be late for school!"
"Yeah yeah mom, I'll be down in a minute." I yelled back down at my mom, putting the black notebook into my bag. Walking out and locking my room behind me.
I walk down the stairs, grabbing a granola bar then walking out the door.
"Make sure to be home by 6!" Mother yells as I close the door.
"Okay!"
I sigh to myself, then proceeding to run to the bus station.
"Asami!! Wait up!!" Someone says from behind me.
I don't bother to look back, so I continue walking down the hallway of my school. Planning to meet up with Johnny and his boyfriend Chittaphon.
That was, until someone bumped into me.
I stop walking, looking behind and down at the person who had just bumped into me.
How annoying.
I look down at the person, she had shoulder length chestnut brown hair with pink ends. They looked about 5'5.
"Sorry." She says quietly, looking down at the floor.
"Cmon Asami! We gotta go to class!" A girl says as she grabs the person who bumped into me.
I shrug it off, continuing on walking towards Johnny and Chittaphon.
"Sup dude!" Johnny says as I got to them.
"Hey guys."
"You guys ready to go to class?" Chittaphon asks.
"Yeah, let's get going."
...
"Please turn to page 67.."
"Psst, Nakamoto. Do you have a pen?" Someone from behind me whispers.
I grab some random pen that was on my desk, handing the person the pen from behind. Once they let go and grabbed the pen. I put my arm back on the desk, reading the pages to where the teachers had told us to read.
"Alright, so the rest of the time is class work. I don't mind if you dependent or independent, as long as you all are quiet. I have to run to the school shop, so when the bell rings you can all head to lunch." The teacher speaks, then leaves the room.
I thought about pulling out my black notebook and seeing what to write.
No, people will ask questions. I have to do this when no ones around.
Instead, I grabbed my book that I was doing a speech on for tomorrow, getting some extra work time to work on it so it can be finished early.
"Hey Yuta." A girl says.
"Hm?" I look up at her.
"Can you help me with this problem? I don't really get it." She sulks.
"Yeah, sure. Which one?"
"Number 4."
...
"Welcome." The librarian says as I enter the library.
I smile at her, then heading to go study.
I sit down in one of the back tables of the library, pulling out the black notebook. Luckily no one was around to see the name of it though.
I open the book carefully, getting ready to write down a name in the book. Luckily, the librarian always has the news on.
"Today it has been reported that a serial killer of seventeen victims, Sato Mitskuni, age thirty six has been put on trial for these murders. Stay tuned for more information." The reporter stated on the library television.
Sato Mitsunki, cause of death, heart attack.
I close the book, getting out my actual notebooks to work on my actual homework. Of course with, hiding the black notebook in my bag.
"Wait!! It's just came in, the murder had died of a heart attack. Please stay tuned again with more information." The reporter panics.
"Hi Mrs. Saito!" A girl says as she enters the library.
"Well hello Asami! How's your mother doing? Is she feeling better at all?" The librarian smiles at the girl.
It's that girl again?
"Ah! Yes, she is. Thank you for asking, my sister and I are getting the right treatments for her." Asami smiles.
"Well good, tell your mother and sister that I say hello."
"Will do." Asami says, then walks away to find a seat to study.
...
Ring Ring!
I look up at the high wall, hearing the bell ring. Which meant it was time to go home.
I grabbed my stuff, putting my books inside my bag. But as I started to get up, I felt someone bump into me.
Crash!
"Ah! I'm so sorry." Asami pleads, going to pick up a piece of paper.
But I beat her to it.
I take a look at the drawing, it looked like a design for something.
"It's alright, here's your drawing." I said, as I hand the paper to her.
"Thanks. Uhm, I guess I just keep bumping into you today heh." Asami says as we both stand up.
"Yeah you do, what's your name?" I ask.
"Ito Asami. You?"
"Nakamoto Yuta, your pronouns?"
"She/They. What about you?"
"He/Him."
"Well, uhm. See you around Yuta." Asami waves goodbye, then running out of the library.
See you around too, Asami.
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