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♥ eight; kitty paws

[ 2nd person, your p.o.v ]
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Your statement had been a lie, of course. He knew almost everything about you. Fortunately for you, he had always been notoriously bad at connecting the dots.

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"Is it time yet?"
"It's almost time~"
"Don't be late..."
"Class is about to begin."

A chorus of strange voices made all four of you visibly tense up, you and Hanako in particular. Knowing what to expect from previous encounters with the supernatural, you were prepared for things to get ugly.

"What does that mean?" Kou muttered, holding his raiteijou in a defensive manner.

"Ah! Look, the hourglass from earlier is completely empty! So then," Nene trailed off, eyebrows furrowed with worry, "does that mean we missed our chance to turn the arm in?"

Your eyes scanned your surroundings with seriousness as a pack of weird looking sentient dolls began to surround you and the others. "What are these things," you muttered quietly to yourself, pondering over how to defeat them if they were to attack. Were they just a distraction?

"Duck!" Hanako yelped as a pair of large, floating scissors closed in on the forms of Hanako, Nene and Kou. Being an animal of your size came in handy, it seemed. Nevertheless, your face paled at the sight of the weapon, realizing that whilst you might be safe, Nene might fall victim to the scissors very easily.

"Run!" You yelled whilst the scissors opened up again in a threatening manner. The others obliged without guestions and soon enough all four of you were being chased up a set of chairs by murderous, seemingly sentient scissors.

"You're going to be late for class. That's very bad," a raspy voice called out, making Nene slow down and come to a stop. You whipped your head back to inspect the situation, only to come to the worrying conclusion that she was in danger, the dolls from before reaching out to grasp onto her. The others seemed to have suffered the same predicament, you noted. You dodged the dolls nimbly, charging towards Nene who was now being targeted by the scissors.

"Yashiro!" Hanako yelled out, falling to your deaf ears as you jumped in just in time to save Nene's head from being chopped off. Kicking the scissors harshly with your back legs, you sent them off balance, giving Hanako enough time to free himself from the dolls and scoop Nene up, relocating her to a safer spot.

Ignoring the others for now, you focused on the task at hand: getting rid of the scissors. Your normally still blood raced through your veins, humming in your ears uncomfortably loudly compared to the normal silence you were used to. It was distracting yet intoxicating at the same time. You pondered briefly if it would be wise to turn to your human form- of course it would. You just didn't have the heart to admit that you were not ready to face him yet. You were being selfish- a coward, and you knew that.