The Chronicles Of Kiyotaka(DISCONTINUED)

#01. Goodbye Reality

A/N

Let me be honest before you dive into the actual fanfic. I am a lazy ass person. Don't expect the story to be well researched. I have a poor memory so the plot may be a bit inconsistent here and there. Feel free to point out such inconsistencies. I will try to fix them, well only if the changes don't devastate the rest of the plot. Feedback is always welcome. Updates are not guaranteed.

Also the story takes place sometime after Y2V2(when Kiyo scores 100 in one of the tests). Won't include unnecessary dialogues.

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Place: Kiyo's room
Time: 8pm

Kiyo POV

I was cleaning the dishes after eating my dinner. Nothing was out of place. The plan was taking shape. I had some leeway now as I had already revealed part of my abilities. Of course I could have handled Keisei a bit better but I deemed it necessary in order to give Keisei some time to sort out his feelings.

Haruka summed it up quite efficiently when she addressed my actions as cruel but I don't really have anything to say to them. There is no need to hurry.

There's the special exam coming up. I suspect that the WR enforcer will start to take decisive actions in the exam. It will be a good opportunity to reveal his identity. There's also Hosen and the entirety of the 1st year body.

I cannot overlook anything. I have multiple opponents, all dead set on expelling me. But I will show them - I will show that man - that I am not going down without a fight.

With firm determination in my eyes, I wiped the dishes and placed them carefully.

There's no point in overthinking it. I fiddled with my phone for a bit before plugging it to the wall socket.

"Let's sleep early today. I am feeling strangely tired."

I froze.

"What was that? I don't usually voice my thoughts aloud."

Huh? It happened again?

Am I really just tired? I have a bad feeling about this.

I turned on the TV to distract myself but there is a weird feeling swelling up inside me. It's quite familiar yet strangely alien.

"Just what is happening?"

I took an objective view on my behaviour. It's certainly peculiar and out of place.

But it simply cannot be helped at the moment.

I switched off the TV and decided to go to bed early.

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At that moment, I should have done something about it. For it was the last peaceful moment of my school life.

If only had I known that my attempt to live a peaceful highschool life will end up fucking up my reality.

If only had I known that there were bigger things to worry about.

If only had I known that my life was being monitored.

If only YOU didn't exist.