M i s b e h a v I o r

Sosuke Yamada.

Ayano awoke, pulling a knife out of a red haired boy. She looked over at a girl who looked a lot like her, but with a longer ponytail. She started to blush furiously, and feel frustration. The girl snapped some pictures. Ayano couldn't control herself.
"Hello Ryoba... uh..."
"Follow me, Sosuke!"
Ayano couldn't stop herself from following Ryoba, and got a look at herself in the mirror. She was a boy, with white hair, and charcoal eyes. She admitted to herself she was very hot like this. Even winking to the mirror, which made her feel like a hot man was hitting on her. She kept walking with Ryoba, until they reached the counselor's office. She showed a young Genka something on her phone and left. A young voice came from the young looking Kunahito.
"I hate to do this to you- normally I'd call the police- but right now, another death would result in the school closing. Ryoba is cleaning up your mess as we speak." Ayano did something she normally didn't do- stare. She found herself in this male body staring at Genka's breasts, until two arms came down with a bang in front of her.
"Give me the knife."
"Bu-"
"Give me the knife."
Ayano handed the knife to Genka reluctantly, though curiously, as if she didn't know she'd die. Normally she'd try and kill Genka, but she wasn't Ayano Aishi, she was Sosuke Yamada. Genka took the knife and grabbed Ayano's head. She began to slit her throat slowly, until it was wide open. She stared at Genka as blood poured onto her. She seemingly gained control briefly, to reach for the knife on the desk, but lost it when the knife was plunged into her throat again until it reached a piece of her brain. She knew what was happening- she allowed it. Sosuke broke contact with his brain and his body as Genka laughed.