Oh, how she hated classes she had to go to, on Friday. No, she doesn't hate Friday, she couldn't. She can't. But the stocked up hatred could already make her kill something out of spite. But here she was, tieing red tie of her uniform glaring at nothing in particular. But then when she walked downstairs, she smelled the faint yet strong scent of freshly brewed coffee being poured out onto a mug.
Oh, how she also hated coffee. The damned bitter drink and herself just don't go well (, the scent doesn't bother her sometimes, sometimes they do, depends on what type). But all and any type of coffee deserved to be launched out of this planet and never back. No matter how many sugar, sweeteners, milk, cream or anything just never seem to make it better, it'd still be bitter for her.
Never again.
Though, coffee boiled sweets are fine. They don't bother are as much as the liquid form ones. They're sweet. And that's what she wanted.
She coldly stared at the person in front of her, who's sipping the damned drink. The scent of coffee stung her nose, making her scrunch her nose up. When the person in front of her finally looked up they just smiled at her.
"Morning!"
"...Hi", Kisaki forced the word out, while she slowly and carefully pulled out the chair across from the person.
"Coffee or tea?"
Another short answer came from her, "Tea". Turning her gaze at the person. "Why are you up so early, Biki-chan?"
"I couldn't back to sleep", Kano answered quickly, boiling the water. "Lemon or milk?"
"And you're drinking coffee?" She frowned down at the half drank coffee, watching as he grabbed the mug back up into his hands. "And milk please".
"Coffee helps me wake up in the morning".
Kisaki leaned back. "But it tastes horrible".
"I know".
"Morning", Tora walked downstair greeting on the way down, wiping her eyes. "Oh! Have you heard the news last night?" She suddenly burst up after she sat down on the chair beside Kisaki.
"What news?" Kisaki attention lazily flickered towards her.
"Oh, you know. The murder of the guy, the important one". Tora voiced out.
"Just because he's a CEO doesn't mean he's important, well maybe to his company. But I see no need to fret about it...". Kisaki pulled her knees up to her chin, leaning her head on her knees. "I mean, they aren't gonna try can come to us... And if they do, just eliminate them".
"I don't think we can go up again a mob of people".
"Yes— wait".
"Yeah".
"—We're late, damnit!"
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Is it her or that the time in classes goes slower.
"Kisaki-san!" A whisper came from her right. She could already feel the throbbing of her head. She doesn't know why. Why did she not like the girl? The girl hasn't done anything to offend her.
So why?
"Do you have a pencil, I could borrow?" Kagawa whispered. Kisaki looked at her, boringly. Should she give it to her? But she needed it...
"Sorry", was said instead. A soft sigh admitted from Kagawa, shaking her head also smiling softly.
"It's okay".
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