Niou's PoV
She's such a dense, warfreak, shameless, childish, insensitive kid. Sly would be the term if not for the fact that her playful smirks can only come up with below average level of pranks, as I regard as a master of that field. She's gutsy if she wishes to surpass me but the gentleman that I am, will consider her plea or maybe a challenge, in her baby vocabulary: to date the student council president of ours, a.k.a the ice rock president.
Why I put up with the cunning girl is beyond me, knowing that I'll win this, but from what I remember, she kinda reminds me of my cute lil sly sis so when I ruffle her hair in a state of my reverie, she cocked her head in the most disgust-oriented face I've seen. Bewildered that she is, I only scoffed. Normally, girls that I try to pat blushes tremendously, although this one's an exception. Ima consider her case special: what's with being numb to my pheromones, oh how she hasn't emotionally grown yet. Very saddening. That would be 1 less admirer and more to go. puri.
Normal PoV
When her classes ended, she totally ignored her friends and dashed out of the room straight to the student council room in a military camouflage stance.
"Heh. There's kaicho already! Lets check on almighty senpai!" She snickered at the thought of the two getting together and ran to the direction of the tennis club. There she guised as a normal watchgoer and true to her expectation, the trickster was there.
"What might you be doing here?" Oh-oh! She knows this voice! She was grabbed none too gently to the other side of the campus as the watchgoers watched the scene like some act of humorous play.
"That was Akiyama Rin, the troublemaker, right?" One of the spectators proudly presented. Anyone couldn't have said that better. The regulars who were slightly paying attention to the commotion returned to their respective places. Niou, who actually saw that dragged kid smirked. "Puri.."
"Being late just to spy is so like you so I made sure to stop by the male's tennis place! Don't ya ever do that again, understood!" The tennis club captain a.k.a to Rin, the hard hitter as in applied out of tennis, reprimanded in an utmost hungered rage of authority.
Rin scratched her hind head in embarassment to show her sincere (her way of getting away with her deed) apology. At times she would complain in circles knowing the captain had hit the truth, however now, she thought better than to argue.
She admits getting badly exhausted after some endless matches. As much as she wants to decimate every non-regular, there's a limit to one's stamina, she thought. She turned down invitations to walk home together and chose to be alone.
"Urghh.. These weights can be a pain sometimes.." She complained but stubborn as she is, just kept it intact. After some time of cooldown, she decided to go home. It was almost dark so she started jogging.
Marui and Niou, on the otherhand, who was walking to the front gate witnessed the dashing apparition. "H-Hey Haru.." Marui gulped. "D-Did you see something o-over there.."
Niou raised his eyebrows to the direction his stuttering friend pointed. He wasn't particularly blind, his peripheral vision is one to be awed too, mind you, but messing with the phasmophobic bubble gum freak is just plain fun more than actually a chore.
He started seriously and nodded in conviction. He wasn't called a trickster for nothing. His acting is what experts account for as superb anyway. This caused Marui to scream like a fanboy unconsciously dashing to the same direction the supposed-to-be ghost has gone to.
"Waaaah!" Rin heard it and her pace slowed a bit. She turned behind adjusting her eyes to the dim, save it for some postlights, it wasn't that much of a task.
"What the hell?" Was all she could mutter when the guy ran past her. She ran too and sure enough, she recognized him. She snickered because of his distorted face as a thought came across her mind. She ran after him, camcorder set up.
"You don't have to do that, kiddo." Rin halted.
"Hey!" Oh how she hurriedly hid her blackmailing paraphernalia and oh how she could have forgotten about their deal!
"Next time, puri." Niou patted her head and chased after his friend, mentally cursing on not to mess with a certain scared sugar freak.
Rin was left alone looking furious and ready to take off. "No one pats me casually on the head and gets away with it!" Yes. This definitely means more plotting in the head. 'Hehe..'