I remember, nothing, everything went blank. I came back to my senses and realize where I am.

'Blood on my face, on my shoes, but never too much… Why's that?'

"Aload, Hunt Chauf D. Transfer student here at the Scomparsa Academy."A strong, rough voice, reading my record.

"What about it?"I see exactly that he is a police, and I am sitting on a chair. Why are my hands tied?

'Go along with the flow, of blood?'

"You're a very naughty one eh? Why did you picked up a fight with your seniors?"Same tone, same person.

I didn't pick a fight, and who said they were my seniors? I want to get this guy, unless I could untie myself, I couldn't. It seems that i'm in school grounds, in the middle of class; I, of course, am with this police officer and is in the faculty room, empty faculty room. What is this officer planning to do? Uh-oh, I'm getting dizzy.

'My ears, getting clogged? No, bloods rushing, very fast…'

A sudden obscure, and a thud. Maybe that's because i'm knocked out? Well, I hope there will be a change of scenery.

"Oi, morning"A jolly voice greeted me.

"Oh, it seems that I greeted you wrong, it's already noon."Still the same jolly voice from this person.

I looked at the clock and noticed that it was already evening. How dumb could this person be?

I was finally able to move my mouth, "It's already 7:00, idiot!"I shouted without hesitation. But that irritating smile, it didn't go off, is it somewhat attached to him?

"Oh, right. Ahahaha, I must have dazed off."The same joyful voice, along with that joyful smile.

"How long have you been here?"I would like a straight answer to this one.

'This jolly person, somehow I recognize him, from where and when?'

"Hm? Must have been from 12:00. Yup, seven hours."He said with a reassuring tone.

Seven hours straight? Then, I was knocked out the whole time? And why was this freak involved?

"Why are you here?"A clear question that needs a clear answer.

"Oh, the nurse asked me to stay with you until you wake up."That tone never changed, a reassuring smile followed.

I thought to myself: No one would do that, even if the nurse ordered them to.

'Correct that, I don't know him. Yet, his aura, similar…'

"Is that so? Why did you do it then?"Although I didn't want to make the conversation long enough, I just have to ask.

"Yup, I did it 'cause you're the so called violent intent."His voice was still the same, even after I gave him a cold glare.

"So what if I am the violent intent? What would you like to know?"No one would do that, even a freak like you wouldn't

"I wanted to know what your real name is, how you looked like, who you really are."He is still smiling, why does curiosity push you to your limit?

"For that reason you waited seven hours for me to wake up?"Seriously, no one would do that, but he's really something.

"I guess so… Is something wrong?"He looked confused for a while, but his manner was still the same.

*Sigh* I don't know what to do now, except, wondering whose fault it is for this mess.

'It was mine, with a little tint of theirs...'

Author's Note: If any of you are still reading (and I guess there aren't). Just think what I am thinking right now and you will understand why I right this non-sense. Although I wanted it to be a good story, I couldn't make it one.