HAD THIS STORY ON MY HEAD FOR A WHILE NOW BUT NEVER POSTED OT. PAIRING IS MAIxNARU AND SORRY IF LIN IS A LITTLE OOC BUT I THOUGHT IT FIT WELL WITH THE CHAPTER. REVIEW IF YIU HAVE ANY SUGGESTIONS OR THINK I SHOULD CONTINUE THIS STORY.
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For once in her life Mai wasn't late. The letter deciding her fate and what universities she could go to; however, was. She applied to all the schools with an acceptable supernatural studies or parapsychology department. The problem was none of them were even remotely close to where she lived.
The only one deemed acceptable by Yasuhara's keen eyes was Cambridge in England and she needed an acceptance letter to get a student visa which she needed to go to school in England and time was running out. And the mail man was late again. She could have sworn he was doing this on purpose.
Ayako had assured her that after studying her ass off she deserved to get into anyone of those fancy English schools and they had better know how lucky they were to have her. Ayako really had cared for Mai after everything that happened. Bou-san too. Ayako helped her study for her science quizzes and helped her with the rent when needed (which Mai worked faithfully to pay off every month)bou-san took her with him on cases for the practical experience and helped her with managing her powers as they grew somewhat rampant.
It wasn't that she lost control but her dreams were horrible. She died and she killed and she woke up screaming. No one was there to guide her through them anymore, so when a bad dream started she just had to live it through to the end.
What killed Mai the most is that because of developing a hypersensitivity to any spirits when she had dreams it was hard to pinpoint what and who they were about. She always tried but sometimes she simply couldn't save anyone. Sometimes she'd have a dream and it would be on the news the next day a horrific accident that Mai knew was connected. That was her fault.
She was still lost in thought staring out of her bedroom window when she saw a man walk to her door."The mail!" She yelled jumping up from her perch on the window as if she was a cat and someone had just dumped a bucket of cold water on her head. She ran to the door, grabbed what he was holding, thanked the man and politely shut the the door in his face.
It was a large envelope with the words Cambridge printed in the front next to the word congratulations. She tore the envelope open to see the letter along with packets.
Mai couldn't read past the letters first sentence because when she saw that it soda acceptance she was already jumping up and down in joy, squealing like a child.
For once things had finally gone her way. She was going to England!
Line break/ who ya gonna call/ line breaker
At Cambridge university it was common practices to take one of the professor Davis' parapsychology classes even if it wasn't what you were majoring in. Many students took the class to meet the young eligible bachelor known for being cold and handsome. Others took the elder professor Martin Davis's because he was famous for telling chilling stories in a good natured way.
Either way everyone knew that the Davis's ran the best parapsychology department in the world. It attracted many jokers and skeptics. Martin Davis would calmly and happily explain how real ghosts were and what a serious problem they were.
Oliver Davis however would not. Of a student joked about how ghosts weren't real or showed around a white blob with eyes that many people still believed ghosts looked like they would be in trouble. It was commonly referred to by the young professors students as "digging your own grave", a term that Oliver found very fitting if not lacking a bit of imagination. No one knew exactly what he said to these poor students but after a trip to his office the student was never the same.
Nothing baffled the students more than his absence. One day he was just gone. It was speculated that he was assisting in a high profile case go haunting at the Buckingham palace, others said that he had eloped with that tall dark assistant of his. As time wore on and the pool on when he would come back was all but forgotten he just as abruptly appeared. He was different not exactly meaner but definitely irritated.
So on the first day of classes when everyone was sitting down, completely quiet under the watchful glare of the professor they weren't expecting someone to burst through the doors late and panting as if she had just run from the other side of the building. They weren't expecting the girl to cause such a ruckus on her first day in such a strict professors class even if she was only in it to stare at him like most of the girls.
But what they really, really weren't expecting, hell, what they never in a million years thought was possible was Lin Koujo the professor's ever silent and stoic assistant to do was burst out laughing.