April 4th, 2016 - The first week.

Meanwhile... that same day...


"Oh, schooltime already?" I said out loud to just myself. I was used to being alone so speaking my thoughts became a habit of mine. "Ugh, why is it that recently I keep forgetting to prepare?" I got up from my chair next to the window, covered by dark curtains. I parted them just slightly to reveal a thin beam of light that would help me see in the darkness of my room.

I had woken up hours ago, so I didn't need to get ready. The only thing I needed to do was get out of my pajamas and into my school uniform. I grabbed my bag and filled it with an extra uniform or two, as well as a couple other things I would be needing for today.

Aware of my usual habit of not looking at the time, I took extra glances at the clock just to be sure I wasn't running late. But it's not like that really mattered. I have this school around my fingers.

As I headed out the door, I wondered what had made me forget so many things this morning. Usually it was easy for me to head to school, but I was off time today. Something was different and it was annoying me. Oh, right. Its because my father isn't around anymore. Not that I ever needed him, but he was a useful tool to get me going on time.

Ah, so many tools I have in life. Ha ha ha. No need for my father, I suppose. I could find out what happened to him if I needed to. Thing is, I don't really care.

I biked to school, a different route every day, just to make sure no one could follow me. It didn't matter how long I took. By taking different alleys and streets, I was able to follow various other students heading the same way I was without them noticing me. I had to keep a certain pattern every new day of the week so that I could schedule myself, but no one else could keep up with it. Though it was a lot to keep track of, it was necessary.

When I arrived to school, I almost never went through the front. I didn't want anyone to see me. People might call me insane, but I'm just very... rational. I'll use whatever I need to if it means I get something out of it. I headed to the back of the school and entered the building through a direction most people don't go. Occasionally a lost student or two would show up their but I could avoid them easily. I headed up the stairs and entered a dark room, where I started going about my daily business.

I used to leave the air vent piece screwed on in case someone caught a glimpse of me, but after a while I just left it open. I'm lucky the air vents in this school are quite large. Perfect for crawling into. Not only am I rational, I'm fun sized! Ha ha ha. My own jokes make me laugh. I thought this as I climbed through the vents.

So, where to first? Why of course, the front room. All those suckers will be changing their shoes, unaware that someone is watching them from above. And its NOT God, it's me. ha ha ha ha. I'm so funny. Who knows, maybe I am like a god? I do know everything. Ha ha ha.

I knew my way around this school quite well, but I did keep a map on me in case. There were a few rooms I didn't visit to often, but this front locker room visit was a daily activity for me. I finally arrived there and approached the opening. I didn't lean too close to the bars because if a student happened to look up and I didn't notice ahead of time, I'd be screwed.

Oh, look, its her again. Osana Najimi, and she's approaching his locker. I better move to the other vent to see if I can catch any good conversation. This is a very important matter. I turned around and took a right in the cramped tunnels, then kept crawling till I approached another air vent opening just above his locker, where I heard them talking.

"Just... um... how was your day?" That fool looked like he came up with that out of his butt. I could do better than that, and I'm known as an emotionless bastard.

"You idiot, that's it? I have to go to class and so do you! So get going!" Osana gave him a light shove, which also gave her the opportunity to slip a note into his left pocket. Clever, since he is a lefty*... That note is probably the one she was writing in class yesterday. I couldn't see what she had written there on that day, I just saw her grab a pink colored pencil and decorate the note. Kind of cute, really. Ha ha ha.

Well, unfortunately for her, I'm going to be the one to read that note first. I know he's not going to read it right away because he'd much rather focus on his schoolwork. If my prediction is right, he'll plan to open it during lunch. And that's when I'll take action.

I turned around in the vents and made my way back to the familiar dark room, with just 1 seat and computer in it. For me. I took my seat and started going through my files of clients who were requesting panty shots of certain girls. I chuckled upon reading that someone was asking for a panty shot of "the charcoal-haired girl who cleans up spills all the time." Poor person probably has no idea who she really is. I'll definitely save this one for when she needs a big favor.

I continued sorting files, sending images to clients, and setting up schemes until lunchtime. I also had to finish a couple of school assignments as well. Even if I'm privileged to have my own space, it doesn't mean I'm not a student here.


A few hours passed, and my alarm went off just 5 minutes before the bell rang for lunch. This was to give me a head start. I got up from my seat and turned around, heading to the cabinets on the other side of the room where I kept all my supplies. I unloaded the contents of my bag from this morning: Extra uniforms, cigarettes, heavy duty sponges, and superglue. I grabbed a wig and secured it on my head, just in case anyone saw me. What I was about to do was risky, and I knew it was possible that I could be seen.

I opened the right cabinet, full of small cages with beetles, butterflies, worms, and other critters. I moved my hand to the back and pulled out a small green insect cage. I held the little cage up to my face, an evil smile curling on my lips. "Why hello there, little Bees. It's time I make some use of you guys."

I delicately held the small cage and brought it with me to the plaza, where I climbed up a nearby tree just seconds before the bell rang. Soon after, I could hear the footsteps of hundreds of students shuffling through the halls, getting ready to eat their lunches. Peaking through the leaves and branches, I saw him. Taro Yamada, the loner nice-guy who pleasantly sits at the fountain each day. 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... and there she is. Kokona Haruka, who is going to lean against this very tree. Awkward, isn't it? I continued to observe the rest of the students in the area. And what a surprise! Ayano was waiting there too, quite far away, though, stalking her Senpai again. Isn't this a lovely bunch? Three girls all stalking one guy. Ha ha ha.

Only difference is, I don't care for him at all. He's simply another part of my plan.

I took note of the fact that almost every day, Kokona left her bento on the bench beside her. Maybe I could leave something gross in her food one day. Or better yet, I could tell Ayano to put something deadly in her meal. Poison, perhaps? I better let her know about that later.

Oh? Taro is moving from his usual fountain spot and going to sit at the bench. I guess this will make things a little harder, but I'm lucky I brought a few of these along. I lifted the container of bees and carefully let 1 out of the cage. Not to my surprise, it headed the wrong direction and into the open building. Oops, I guess that's a free sting for a random student!

I can't let that happen again. I once again carefully opened the container but instead grabbed a bee between my fingers and quickly closed the cage. The other bees became aggressive, assuming I was going to crunch their friend to death, but contrary to their belief I simply flung the bee down to where Taro was, and it buzzed around him angrily and left him in a slight panic.

I knew I had to do this FAST. I got out of the tree, avoiding Kokona's site, and snuck behind Taro, pick-pocketing the note from his left pocket. I dashed through the open doors and hid in the nearest closet, trying to avoid as much students as possible. I heard footsteps outside the door. Damnit. I knew I was stuck in this closet until lunch was over and students had returned to class.

Ugh, and this wig is really uncomfortable. Whatever. Time to read the note! I pulled out a tiny flashlight that I kept in my bra and switched it on, reading the colorful note. Above a crappy drawing of a cherry tree, it said:

"To Taro, my childhood friend:

Please meet me under the cherry tree this Friday, after school,

where we can hang out and watch the cherry blossom leaves fall into our hair.

I have something I want to say to you, and its important...

So be there, stupid! You got that?

- Osana"

Wow, she was actually being kind of romantic until she burst out with that cranky-ness of hers. Well, this is great information, something a certain somebody would love to hear about. And poor Taro will definitely want his note back, so I'll slip it into his locker before the end of school today.

I pulled out my cell phone and texted Ayano about the news. We had already spoken previously because I've been noticing that she's been stalking someone, but she didn't trust me. Now, though, with this new information, she's sure to work with me.

After a while she finally responded and agreed on a deal. I told her I would tell her about another girl who has a crush on senpai if she could eliminate Osana for me by this Friday. And that if she needed any help in doing so, she'd better get me a lot of panty shots.

Finally, lunch was over and the hallways cleared, which made it easy for me to get back to the Info Club. I went in the room and stored the remaining bees in the cabinet where they belonged, then plucked the wig of my head and smoothed my hair.

Ah, finally, I've done it. I've obtained yet another tool.


*If anyone doesn't know, "lefty" is a slang-ish term for a left-handed person.