Breeze Block [KIIBOUMA]

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   Abruptly, Kiibo quickly began getting ready for the date he had tonight. The only difference between this time and all of the others was that Kiibo was meeting Kokichi's parents, so of course he had to put on his best sympathetic innocent boy look and greet them with the best of his ability. He wasn't one for speaking to new people, he was always rather socially awkward and switched into a stammering mess whenever he'd attempt to sound proper, but anything for Kokichi, right? Right. Anything.
    
   Obviously, Kiibo couldn't keep his peace for long as his phone began blowing up shortly after he had finally buttoned up that hell forbidden white shirt that he always got wrong.

     2009 scene kid,
             6:45 PM, March 10th
How's that date going, kiibster?

6:45 PM, March 10th
Kiib?

6:46 PM, March 10th
Kiiboob

6:46 PM, March 10th
Kaede broke up with me, come get ur juice

6:46 PM, March 10th
Joking lol where r u

6:47 PM, March 10th
Did u die from Ouma overload

6:48 PM, March 10th
Don't wear axe body spray, u won't get laid. Trust me.

6:48 PM, March 10th
And don't u dare roll up looking like white washed Sonic the Hedgehog.

6:49 PM, March 10th
Is ur heart a stereo

6:49 PM, March 10th
Does it beat for me, plz let me know

6:50 PM, March 10th
I'm joking don't b offended.
Wanna watch March Madness w me

6:51 PM, March 10th
Nvm CNN notified me saying the audience is going to be empty due to the core own uh veye russ
   
Kiibo,
6:49 PM, March 10th
shut up.
     

   Immediate fear ran through Saihara's bloodline when he received this message.

            2009 scene kid,
6:51 PM, March 10th
Sorry, that was Kaito.

   Kiibo frustratedly set his phone down. He then looked up to see the same person staring back in the mirror. He sneered and then his expression fell vacant once more.

   "Oh, Ouma..." he sighed, leaning forward towards the mirror. "What would I do without your shining face?" Although he spoke kind words of love, his voice sounded so empty like there was no truth behind it. Kiibo then grabbed a bouquet of yellow flowers that he had lying in his room from days prier.

   The flowers were dead. Kiibo would have just used the excuse that they died before he could make it to Kokichi's house but there was a cryptic meaning behind it that he knew no one even remotely genius would be able to decode. Nobody would suspect him. Nobody would. Not even Saihara, whom was studying criminology and criminal justice, would suspect Kiibo. He seemed so abnormally happy compared to everyone around him. Most just assumed it was his robotic testimony of 'not being programmed the correct way' but that wasn't true. He was programmed to experience all emotions. Maybe that's where his professor went wrong with his coding.

   Either way, Kiibo couldn't be fixed now. The smartest kids in the school, especially Miu Iruma, had tried to fix his minor malfunctions but after hundreds of attempts, Kiibo insisted he was okay.

   The robot clutched the dead daisies in one hand while his other fumbled with his car keys. He unlocked the driver's seat door and scurried inside. It was still raining. Loud pattering. Plip. Plop. Plip. Plop. He thought his organs inside may rust.

   Soon, the boy was on his way to meet the new love of his life, his new obsession. New obsession.
                          New obsession.