Chapter IV

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As the hall grew silent, Rika exclaimed, "Kyo! you're pathetic! you can hurt him but you can't hurt me! cause i'm a girl! hahaha!".

The laughter stopped, as Kona Akiyama, girl with the side bangs, black framed glasses like the ones Kyo has, and the personality of a gentle and caring, but friend protective tiger. she is also the Principal's daughter. As she walked into the hall unnoticed. "That may be, Rika, but you're nothing but a low-life girl hanging out with pathetic guys using their appearances as a facade to hide their ugly and horrendous nature. And laugh all you want, that only proves my point that you are a low-class spoiled street-rat." she smirked.

"Y-you brat!" says Rika, as she walks away with Miko, still crying from earlier's pain. 

"Kyo-hun, you have to be more careful with your words.. you could've scared him to death." sighed Kona. "haha.. err.. well.. it just.. came out of me, i guess. haha." explained Kyo. 

Kyo Hashimoto and Kona Akiyama. Boyfriend and Girlfriend. Dragon and Tiger. The Yandere and the Yandere(er).

"Thanks guys, it was really nice of you two to stand up for me.." said Makoto, as he expressed his gratitude. 

"I used to be like this when i was younger.. a helpless kid.. wanting friends but keeps getting ignored and avoided because of my hobby of collecting flowers.." explained Makoto. "But, even though life knocks me down, i keep trying to stand up... i was kid without a group.. isolated from the other people, and i tried all i can for love.. i tried to be nice to them, give them presents, try to help them.. but when i become nice to them, they avoid me.. when i give them presents, they give it away.. and when i try to help them, they reject.... Life wasn't too fond of me, and i keep getting back up because i know that i will have friends that would care for who i am someday.."

"We understand.." said Kyo. "But tell us, why did you start collecting flowers in the first place?.." 

Makoto exhaled, and said, "It all started during the summer of my kindergarten days.. the summer where i learned about butterflies.."

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