Chisana-san of the drama room

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"No way" "Uh-uh" "Not in a million years"

I'm met with a chorus of disapproving voices at my idea.

"There is no way I'm gonna let you go to Tsukasa for help" Amane says in a slightly raised voice, deliberately over pronouncing his brother's name while letting drops of venom wind its way into his tone.

"I was just suggesting! Telling people about me isn't really working and Tsukasa grants wishes for the dead!" I both mumble and yell at the same time. I look around and the disapproving faces of my friends as they shake their heads back a fourth ever so slightly.

"Does anyone have any GOOD ideas?" Amane asks, sending me a glare on the word 'good'

We all stay silent for a minute before I perk up "See? No one seems to have any better ideas!" I snap at Amane.

I'm about to continue when he holds a finger up to my face, silently shushing me before he speaks with a triumphant smirk "Why don't we show them Y/N in action?" He suggests, earning pleased and excited nods from the others.

And with that, we start planning. What's the thing I'm making happen?

We eventually settle on something subtle that won't embarrass anyone.

...

I'm kidding.

We couldn't think of anything so I'm just gonna make a flashy entrance and introduce myself, etc. etc.

And so we begin. It's the start of the next day and we're all getting ready for my big performance.

Once about 30 kids are wandering around in the locker room, I create a huge puff of F/C smoke above one of the lockers and stand in the middle with my arms outstretched above me. I wait until the smoke fully clears and I can see the faces of all the students looking at me.

"Hello and good morning to you all! My name is Chisana-San" I bow low, head down and one hand stretched out behind me whilst the other folds across my chest "...Of the drama room" I look up and a small smirk plays across my lips.

I watch as the faces of every student quickly falls and they all begin walking away, some waving a dismissing hand towards me.

Although nervous sweat begins to bead on my forehead, I continue with me speech.

"I'm sure you've all heard of me, but in case you haven't, I haunt this school but only to help you all. If you come and visit me in my drama room at the old school building, I'll write you a script in order to make what you wish for to come true. No price, no tricks. Except you don't know how it will happen. All you need to do, is read your lines" I smile before vanishing in another puff of F/C smoke.

I walk over to my friends who are hiding around the corner watching. A sad look plastered across my face. "Welp... so much for that idea." I say, looking up with a sad smile. I watch as my friends' faces twist in worry and empathy.

Before they can say anything, I disappear back to my drama room.