Gentlemanly Psycho (Izaya Orihara x OC)

The Norm

This is just the compilation of the two flashbacks....

School's really REALLY hectic and stressful.

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(Three months earlier somewhere in Quezon City, Philippines)

The day couldn’t get any hotter. The scorching sunlight beat down on my shoulders as I walked through the crowded streets of the city and to my university.

My name is Mikazuki Amaya, 16 years old and yes, I’m a half. My mom’s a pure Filipino while my dad’s a pure Japanese. We are living peacefully and happily together in Quezon City, Philippines. Up until now, my life has been pretty average, nothing really excites me anymore. Even my goals in life are so typical – do well in school, graduate from school, and get a decent job.

My friends from high school always tease me for having such bizarre attitudes. I remembered the times they called me the ‘Mono’ and I pretty much went with the flow with a straight face. But, I’m kind of sick of it and tried so hard to change. Well, it isn’t as easy I initially thought. Having a past I can’t run away from is so burdening.

School is just like always, nothing new. Sometimes, due to extreme boredom I would just stare out the windows and mumbling about how hot it was, totally ignoring the lectures.

Everybody was also the same, always intrigued on how different I was.

As I skid through that ridiculously long hallway, I could feel countless pairs of eyes aimed directly at mine and that’s quite unnerving. And just how my dad taught me, I looked straight and ignored them completely. This day is no different at all. How boring.

Or was it?

“Ms. Amaya!”

I immediately stopped on my tracks and turned to the direction where it came from. I saw my Quantum Physics teacher waving at me from the door of his office telling me to go to him, which I did. He opened his small notebook and said, “Ms. Amaya, the dean requests a meeting with you at 3 pm this afternoon to discuss some matters with you. Please report to him.”

He showed a happy and kind face but somehow I feel uncomfortable. What could this be about?

“Yes, I will. Thank you, Mr. Dela Cruz,” I replied. He flashed a smile at me once again before telling me to go on, which I did.

 (3 pm that day, Dean’s Office)

I held my breath as I opened the door to the office. The uneasy feeling was still upsetting me and I don’t know why. I slowly pushed the wooden door and peeked inside. I was surprised when a middle-aged man in a black suit greeted me with outmost energy.

“Oh! Good Day! Ms. Amaya!”

I went inside the room and replied, “Ah-h, good day to you Sir.” Apparently, there was some hint of uneasiness in my voice as my lips trembled as I spoke.

The dean cheered me up by saying, “What’s with that tense atmosphere, Ms. Amaya? Dont ruin the good news!” He had an unusually high pitched voice and a cheerful attitude so that I can relax. Good news? What good news?

“Please! Take a seat, Miss. I have some really good news for you!” he said. I took a seat and quietly looked at him as he declared, “Congratulations! You qualified for the two-year scholarship in Japan!” His hands were at this Tada pose, making him look so funny I had to chuckle.

Also, I was happy upon hearing that. Two years studying in Japan? That’s-

A Miracle!

I never saw this coming. I remembered signing up for it but I never thought that I would qualify for it. A miracle it is, and my hearts jumping up and down from the news. I smiled at the dean and thanked him for it. I couldn’t even remember how many times I said ‘Thank You’ that time.