My Dear Seatmate ♤ Classroom Of The Elite ♤

Why do you have to be the one?

I'm not going to lie, I didn't have such high expectations when I entered this school, I knew I wanted a bit of normality, but now here I am up to my neck in a fight that isn't mine, a narcissist and a strange girl, I wonder how many boys my age have gone through this kind of experience, could this be considered something normal? If so, am I doing well?

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka

Kushida's mouth is hanging open as she stares at her diary in my hand. Everything about her says 'it can't be, how did she find out?

Before this moment Suzune met with me, she asked me to distract Kushida for a whole day because she had an idea of how to make Kushida back down, no, better than that, how to make Kushida submit to her. However, there were a few missing pieces... first of all, why was Kushida doing it? It's true that I already knew about her dark side, but it was something that had already been resolved, we had come to an agreement, which leads me to think that she was doing it to somehow get revenge on Horikita, and to get rid of me as a possible future bono obstacle. But... why? Because Suzune refused her attempts to befriend her? No, too petty, although it's still a possibility, there must be something more...

"How did you...?"

Before Kushida could continue his question, Suzune showed him the duplicate key to Kikyo's room.

"It wasn't too difficult... I figured you had to take out your frustrations somewhere... and since the internet proved to be a fruitless place and it would be too dangerous to go around saying and doing what you think, keeping a diary was your only way out."

Suzune delivered her speech in a slow, restrained manner, taking her time with each word, almost as if she was enjoying it and wanted to make it last. However, her expression was an ineligible mask.

"I'll get straight to the point, delete everything that could in any way harm me and Kiyotaka from your cell phone and wherever you've saved the files or you can expose us and I'll make sure that every student in this school gets a copy of your beautiful diary. Which would you prefer?"

Kushida looked from me to Horikita, perhaps hoping that his wish to see us dead would be fulfilled immediately, but nothing happened, no matter how I looked at it there was no escape... it was a risky plan without a doubt.

A very daring all-or-nothing...

But above all, with this attitude Suzune was saying 'If I fall, you fall with me.

Seeing no other way out, Kushida deleted all the files and we tore out the pages of the diary that talked about the incident and then Horikita checked Kushida's cell phone and then gave it to me to check for myself.

It was clean.

I returned the diary.

"Well done," sighed Horikita, "without your puritanical, sweet girl mask you're almost likeable, Kikyo."

Kushida gritted her teeth when she heard her name spoken so casually by a person she hated so much.

"That's why I want to keep her."

"W-what do you mean?"

There was a touch of something in his voice... not hatred or frustration, something strong, but not... how can I put it... bad. It seemed that something was happening inside Kushida at that moment, something that neither Suzune nor I could understand at the time.

"I want you to stay with us, in our class, helping us and being the 'class angel'."

Kushida's eyes widened in surprise, but it only lasted a second.