Rises the moon. [Akk/Ayan & Akk/Ray]

Chapter eleven.

Akk is having a horrible morning and feels like the bright sun is mocking him.

The graffiti on the walls was really difficult to remove and the entire school was punished because there was no one to blame.

All the prefects were divided with a simpler task than cleaning the walls. Akk must go to each student and have them write his full name on a sheet.

When Akk heads to the student welfare department that morning, he manages to see the word "murderer" on the almost clean wall, the letters much thicker and messier than on the other graffiti.

This time, the painting was insulting just one person, not the entire school, and Akk feels nauseous. Why murderer?

Luckily Chadok isn't here and Akk didn't have to see him all day. Teacher Sani was the one who assigned his punishment, although she seemed to hesitate a bit as gave him instructions.

He had the hardest task and that is to compare the letters of all the students with the graffiti handwriting to find the culprit. Just Akk. It is his own punishment for yesterday's disaster.

Akk doesn't even think he can find a culprit this time.

"Ayan," Akk calls, stopping in front of the shorter boy who was sitting on the ground doing nothing. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing." Ayan replies.

"Exactly, you're not doing anything."

Ayan looks at him and sighs before getting up.

Ayan takes the form and writes his name before returning it. Akk is already tired and the day was far from over.

"What happens if you don't find the culprit?" Ayan asks and Akk thinks there's a more simplified question, but he doesn't try to think about it.

"Don't know."

Akk must bear the consequences if he does not find a culprit, even though Akk has nothing to do with it, because this happened when Akk is the head prefect and he should maintain order.

Ayan furrows his eyebrows and seems to think a lot about something, but he never shares his thoughts with Akk.

Most thought it was the curse, but Akk would never do something like that, plus the curse would never "do" anything to harm Suppalo.

Clearly this was done by someone else.

"So far I don't think I recognize the lyrics, but at the same time I have it on the tip of my tongue." Akk say.

Ayan shrugs and Akk recognizes his handwriting too well to be the first to be dismissed.

When it's time for his first class, Akk already feels the weight of the world on his shoulders. He just wants the day to be over.

English class is easy, even if Akk has any problems (minimal most of the time), Ayan would help him and correct the mistake before explaining where and how he went wrong. Normally, Akk would feel offended or belittled by being treated like this, because it just means that Akk isn't good or smart enough, but he doesn't feel that way about Ayan. He knows that Ayan speaks English perfectly and that just wants to help. Ayan has never made fun of him when he was trouble in class, not before he found out about his scholarship and certainly not once he found out about it.

At the end of the day, the school was completely clean, without a single imperfection, with nothing out of place.

Sitting in the prefect club room, he sighs as sees the stack of forms in front of him. It's okay, he deserves it for not being able to keep everything straight.