A girl wandered down a long corridor. They stained the previously white walls with splatters of red. The horrid smell of corpses sprawled through the facility. The girl was not perturbed by this. She was unfazed; She had an objective and wouldn't stop until it finished. It was nearly silent apart from the slow rhythmic footsteps that echoed throughout the hall. Her composed and relaxed demeanor was in stark contrast to the wild look in her eyes. Approaching a plane-looking door, she stopped briefly before opening it coldly. What lay waiting on the other side was a broken man. It filled him with despair as he watched his dreams and ambitions fall apart, though it didn't show on his face. The girl walked towards her target and spoke.
"Hello Ayanokoji-sensei."
"You won't get away with this, you plague," Ayanokoji-sensei muttered, his voice sounding dead.
"Whether I get away or not should be of no concern to you from the grave," she said flatly.
' "It's regretful... My ambition dies here." He no longer prolonged the conversation. Knowing he couldn't resist, he accepted his death with what was left of his pride.
"Interesting choice of last words". The girl slit his throat quickly and efficiently, killing him instantly. She was unconcerned about making him suffer. She didn't harbor any ill will toward the man, but he was in her way, so he had to die. Simple as that.
After leaving the room, she met with a man with shoulder-length black hair and a bit of stubble on his chin. His name was Keigo Kurusu, the chief inspector of the Japanese National Police Agency.
"Is it done?" Kurusu asked curtly.
"Yes, how about on your end?"
"Everything went smoothly. I assure you that you won't be connected to this, as everything that happened here today will look like an accident." Kurusu paused for a second before continuing, "Though, may I ask, Don't you think the brutality is a little extreme?"
"Oh, you're not feeling guilty now, are you? Do you not remember what they did to your son?' His son was kidnapped and placed in 'that place". The girl contacted Keigo Kurusu to assist her In destroying the White Room.
"No, I'm asking about your motives. Was all this worth enrolling in some school?" 'And also that will make this a bitch it cover-up' Kurusu thought to himself
"Who knows?" The girl said with a shrug, "Speaking of, are the preparations done for that?"
"They will accept you into ANHS as a first year in a few weeks."
"In that case, our work here is done. Thank you, Inspector Kurusu."
"Farewell, Yuno Gasai," Kurusu said as he made his exit and the girl did the same.
Yuno Gasai was a fourth-generation white room student. Within those walls, life was torture for the kids inside. The struggle for survival drained the will to fight for most, but Yuno thrived in that environment. She completed her assignments with robot-like efficiency, never wavering in her focus or her determination. Yuno Was hailed as the machine of the White Room. However, one day something peculiar happened. Miraculously, she fell in love. It was a feeling that she had never experienced before, and it was both exhilarating and terrifying. She felt like she was on top of the world. She didn't know why or how it happened, but what she did know was that it was a delightful feeling. A feeling that she quickly got addicted to. When she was around her beloved, it was like those white sterile walls were dyed with various vibrant colors. The man of her affection. The man that she lives for. The man that she would kill for was Kiyotaka Ayanokoji.
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The new school year brought many changes. The Blackboard is becoming digital, the implementation of a new phone app called OAA, and most importantly, the first years that now roam the halls. A young man named Kiyotaka Ayanokoji was scrolling through the student profiles when suddenly his eyes widened. He saw a name that he didn't expect to see among the first years, considering they were one of the few people in the White Room he trusted. Tsukishiro also knew this, so it's unlikely that she was sent here to expel him.
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FanfictionA collection of short stories. That's all. I update infrequently because I do not have much free time to write. I don't own COTE or it's charaters