Refrain

Spying

What am I doing? Kiibo thought as he hid behind the metal pole, Ouma walking just a few meters ahead of him.

It was fast approaching night time, and he was fairly certain everyone was already asleep - yet here he was, tailing after the dark-haired boy like some kind of stalker. He shook his head, No, that's wrong. I'm not like him. The only reason I'm doing this is because no one else is here to check on Ouma-kun. He darted back when he saw the other male turn around, pressing up against the wall to try and make himself smaller. It seemed to work as Ouma kept making his way down the hall. Kiibo allowed himself a quiet, celebratory sigh and crept up behind another large pole.

Due to his mind not storing much of anything, he was able to focus on nothing but Ouma's movements alone. Before this, he had been reading in the library from the end of the trial all the way up to when the night time announcement rang. The books were more than enough to make the robot temporarily forget about what had happened, but after the bell shocked him out of it, the memories had come back all at once. It was terrible to think about the horrified looks on his classmate's faces as they experienced death - and the possibility of that happening to him, even if he couldn't feel physical pain - which was why he rushed to placed his books back and head to his room.

But when he noticed the gap between the door to Ouma's room and the wall - nearly closed but not quite there - a feeling of dread churned inside his stomach. He'd paused his trek up the stairs and looked behind his shoulder, seeing Ouma come out of a hallway and disappear in the dark shadows of another.

He knew what repercussions following him could potentially lead to, but he found himself not caring as he thought about all the other consequences of leaving the dark-haired boy alone. Ouma was dangerous - that much was for certain. And if he was wandering the school by himself, at night of all times, then it was obvious that he was up to no good. Scanning the area around him, he figured that everyone else had already retired for the night. No one was there to ensure their safety except Kiibo. Making his decision, he went a bit faster to catch up with the other teen before slowing down when he had gotten close enough.

Making no noise was a difficult task, especially for someone who had metallic limbs running on electricity. Still, he tried his best to muffle the sounds by staying as far away from Ouma as possible, while also keeping him in his line of sight. He couldn't let the other boy escape.

Kiibo took note of their surroundings. The hallway was gradually getting dimmer, and he was forced to make the lights in his eyes shine brighter so he could see. It lead to the main area, but which part was Ouma going to? It could've been anywhere, since the main area lead to so many different places; but he supposed he would have to keep following him and see.

The final curve down the hallway introduced them to a new expanse, where the ceiling abruptly shifted into a higher plane. This caused his footsteps to be more susceptible to echoing, and he had to crawl slower to avoid giving himself away. He ducked behind and watched for anything new from Ouma.

The other boy stopped in front of the entrance to the cafeteria, forcing the doors open and walking inside. Kiibo tilted his head. What sort of business does he have in there? He stopped to think, reviewing the items that were in the dining room. The whole class would get together in there every morning to check up on everyone, so it shouldn't have been too difficult. At the large table was where they all ate and socialized, and the attached kitchen area was for anyone who wanted to cook or prepare food. There wasn't much in the dining room to begin with, but the kitchen? From what he had seen, it was filled with cupboards and counters that stored tools specific to cooking. Plates, spoons, forks, and knives were out in the open for anyone to take.