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In denial, in perplexity. She didn't know
how to deal with these strange feelings
and emotions budding within her as she
spent time with her six male friends.
Growing up surrounded by men her
entire life, she...
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At school, Morning...
Vice Prez stood at the front, clipboard in hand, taking attendance. Their homeroom teacher was absent today, so the responsibility fell on her. She went through the list, her voice clear and as she called out each name of her classmates.
"Kurokawa."
Silence, and no response. Not surprised, she moved on.
"Madarame."
Again, nothing. The delinquents skipping class, she assumed. So sighing, she proceeded down the list.
"Sakamaki."
She glanced up from the clipboard, scanning the room. Realization hit her.
The infamous trio—Izana, Shion and Y/n—were all absent. Izana and Shion were no surprise, but Y/n, their honor student? She still made efforts coming to class despite her best friends' absences.
Now that was strange.
Some students looked at each other, sensing the unusual absence. Vice Prez cleared her throat. "Has anyone seen them around today?"
A boy near the back raised his hand. "I saw Madarame and Kurokawa this morning, but... they left in hurry. Like, really fast. No idea why."
"And Sakamaki?"
The boy shook his head. "Didn't see her at all."
She flinched, just a tiny, almost unnoticed reaction, but quickly masked it with a polite smile. "I see. Thanks."
Turning on her heel, she strode toward the door, pulling out her flip phone as she exited the classroom.
Vice Prez let out a frustrated sigh as Y/n's phone rang endlessly without an answer. "Come on, pick up..." she muttered under her breath, tapping her fingers against the side of her flip phone. But the line eventually cut off, leaving her with nothing but silence.
With a deep inhale, she quickly dialled the next number; Izana's. Straight to voicemail. Her patience wearing thin, she tried one last number-Shion. "Please, please, please..." she whispered as the call rang.
"Hello?"
Vice Prez nearly sagged in relief. "Madarame! Thank God, you picked up!"
Shion's voice came through, slightly strained. "What's up?"
"Where are you? Kurokawa and Sakamaki aren't in class either. Are you three okay?"
There was a pause. Too long for her liking.
"Uh... yeah. We're kinda... in a pinch right now."
"A pinch? What do you mean-"
Then, in the background, she heard an unmistakable voice snap, a voice that belonged to Izana.
