DRAMAtical Murder: Platinum Jail Academy Idol's Schedule

by 64Streeter

Aoba Seragaki is a 17 year-old student from the gifted Platinum Jail Academy that wishes to create a club to pursue his dreams of being an idol, but the principal Toue won't allow it unless he can gather enough members before the deadline. (Inspired by Cherry Tree High Comedy Club and another well written fanfic with Platinum Jail Academy as a setting.)

2. Chapter 2: Aoba in Trouble?

Spring break has started! Aoba WOULD be excited but he was going to busy for sure. If he was going to create the Platinum Jail Academy Idol Club he needed to find three members in two months. So Aoba had woken up that morning ready to find a perfect victim.

"Aoba?", Ren said half asleep. "It's 7:30, no school today."

"I'm going to start looking for members remember?"

"Should I come too?"

"Nah, just go back asleep."

"Okay.."

And with that Ren was out like a light. Aoba gently shut the door on his way out.

Walking through the Old District, Aoba decided to stop by Mizuki's place. Along the way he entered an alley because it cut the travel time. Normally Ren would advise a safer route, but Aoba wasn't some defenseless woman. He knew how to deal with danger.

"Hey mister!"

A white-haired boy Aoba's age with a goofy grin on his face walked up to him.

"Do you know where Montuer Street is?" the boy asked.

"It's in the opposite direction."

"Really!?" the boy suddenly had a gloomy expression on his face. "Thanks you!"

The boy ran off leaving Aoba confused, but it didn't seem like his kindness was still needed.

"Hey what about us?"

Thugs suddenly surrounded Aoba. So Koujaku wasn't being overly cautious, Aoba thought too late. To be honest though, Aoba felt more annoyed than scared.

"Geez aren't I popular today."

"I'm short on bus fare can have some cash?" The fat thug said.

"I'm a little chilly, you coat will do." The bald thug said.

"I forgot what I needed," The cocky thug playfully said. "I'll just search you till I remember, alright?"

"Can you guys pester someone else?" Aoba scratched his head. "I'm not in the mood for role playing."

"We'll just make this quick."

The thugs suddenly charged. Aoba put up his dukes.

"What are you idiots doing?"

The thugs and Aoba turned their attention to a dark brown-haired man in a trademarked jacket. His tattos and shaggy hair marked him as troublemaker, but one look and they could tell he was much more capable than that.

"Mizuki?" Aoba asked shocked. His place was on the other side of town!

NEXT TIME! IS AOBA SEARCH FOR NEW MEMBERS COMING OFF TO BAD START? WHY IS MIZUKI HERE? WILL REN WAKE UP OR SLEEEP AWAY THE DAY? JOIN US next time and watch if Aoba's dream comes true, see ya!

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