Aerin's POV
The second week into second trimester…was the final week before Christmas Break.
I mean…this was kind of a bad setup on the schools part, having Christmas Break start only two weeks after Thanksgiving Break and the start of second trimester, but hell—I wasn't gonna complain.
Anyway, Monday I walked into school, quite happy at the realization that there was only five more days left before I got to rest my mind again. We had exactly two weeks of school off, and I was looking forward to every moment of it.
…despite the fact that I wouldn't be able to go back home again.
"Aerin, listen love. I know you're going to want to come back for Christmas but please don't push yourself. You know how bad the weather gets and I don't want you driving all the way here and back in terrible conditions."
That's what my mom had told me when I'd been there a week ago, and unfortunately it seemed like she had actually predicted future weather patterns because a storm was meant to blow in at the end of the week, bringing 8-10 inches of snow along with it.
That meant I likely would be having Christmas alone.
Hooray.
But hey—I guess I'd have to make the best of it. No way in hell was I gonna purposefully make my Christmas miserable.
Besides that, I still had a week of school to help entertain myself anyway, so for now I'd just focus on that.
Regaining my positive attitude, I climbed the grueling stairs up to the third floor and headed towards Asuma sensei's room. As usual, Shikamaru was already at his desk, sleeping peacefully. I simply rolled my eyes at him and headed back to my own seat, deciding to relax for a while.
After settling in I realized I'd completely forgotten to do my pre-calc homework over the weekend, so I quickly pulled my textbook out and started on it. I was about halfway done with the problems when there was the sound of a bag hitting the floor, and I looked up to find Sasuke sitting on the desktop of the seat in front of me.
"Forget to do your homework?" he questioned, tone slightly teasing, and I rolled my eyes.
"Perhaps," I responded, still working on one of the problems. "But no matter. I'll get it done."
"I'm sure," he said, mouth twitching up into a smirk. However, after a few seconds it disappeared.
"You have Itachi in your class right?"
Pausing, I looked up at Sasuke to judge his face. He didn't seem mad at the mention of his older brother, so I slowly nodded.
"I do…"
"Alright," Sasuke said, and then with that he slide into his seat the correct way, back facing me as he looked forward. I sat there for a moment in surprise.
…Was he upset? …Or was he actually alright with it?
Either way, that wasn't a typical Sasuke reaction.
Leaning forward, I poked the back of his pointy hair with my pencil.
"You almost seem a little too calm now compared to the first time you spoke of Itachi. Is something wrong?"
Shifting around in his seat, Sasuke looked over his shoulder at me. For a minute he remained silent, seeming to be contemplating something.
"I'm no longer…worried."
I blinked, frowning.
"Worried about what?"
"When you came here you got cut by Orochimaru and his creeps and then got targeted by the Akatsuki. You're not weak though, you can handle yourself—so I'm not worried."
I sat silently, processing his words. Was that his roundabout way of saying that I was what he had been worried about? Well, I mean, considering it was Sasuke— even admitting he was worried about something was a lot coming from him.
"Plus Naruto told me that he'd seen you talking with Deidara, Hidan and Kisame a while ago, and that they hadn't messed up your shit," he added in, eyebrow quirking in amusement as I felt my face heat up. Naruto had actually seen that?
"So I guess you magically managed to get off their hit list. I'd normally ask how you managed that, but for now I'll let it be."
"Oh hush," I finally spoke up, and Sasuke rolled his eyes, still looking humored.
"Naruto's not as oblivious as you think—he might be stupid 95% of the time, but he does know what's going on."
"Apparently," I mumbled, cracking a smirk. Then for a minute I paused, wondering if I should say anything else. Apparently Sasuke knew something was going on between the Akatsuki and me—and that what was going on wasn't bad…so…
Was there anything else to say then? I still felt like I needed to give him a reason why I was speaking with them on friendly terms, but he had said "for now I'll let it be"—which means he didn't want a reason…yet.
Damn. This was just confusing.
I was probably just embarrassed that Naruto and he had found out…
"Aerin!"
Blinking out of my thoughts, I looked up to see Sakura and Ino walk into the room. Both were beaming smiles at me.
"Good morning!"
"Morning," I replied with a laugh, watching as the two took their seats beside each other. Apparently while Sasuke and I had been talking Chouji had entered the room too, and was now lazily conversing with Shikamaru.
"G'morning everyone!" Asuma coolly greeted as he walked into the class, a freshly brewed cup of steaming coffee in his hand. As he crossed the floor to his desk the bell rang.
"Perfect timing," he mumbled, nodding in appreciation. And with that he started class.
For the entire class period we took notes on the beginning of history in the middle east. It was pretty interesting, and Asuma sensei managed to keep his lecturing somewhat entertaining by continuously asking questions.
He was already beginning to make his way to my list of favorite teachers—which at the moment only consisted of Kakashi and Kurenai.
Soon enough history was over however, and the ringing of the bell dismissed us for second period. I easily made my way over to the nurse's office, not surprised to find Naruto and Hinata already there when I walked in. Those two were always the first to arrive.
"Aerin!" Naruto happily called as I padded up to the two, setting my stuff down on one of the beds beside their own bags. I smiled back at him.
"Hey Naru, Hinata."
"Naru?" the blond questioned, tilting his head to the side. I blinked.
"Oh, my bad." I immediately apologized, rubbing my neck sheepishly. "Over the weekend I was thinking of nicknames for everyone, and for you I thought of Naru—I guess it just slipped out. My bad."
"No!" Naruto immediately responded and jumped up, latching onto me. I stumbled back in shock, but he managed to keep us both on our feet. "Naru's fine!"
Pulling back, I finally got a look at his face, and to my surprise he was blushing. It seemed to be a happy type of blush though, because he had his typical ecstatic smile on too.
"Alright then," I agreed with a laugh, and just as Naruto released me the bell rang. I blinked in surprise as I looked towards the door. Deidara hadn't showed up.
But then again, while the Akatsuki didn't seem as bad as people made them out to be, their attendance didn't vouch for that fact. If they were gonna be the bad guys they might as well skip, right?
I sighed. It was a terrible way at thinking, but it was most likely true.
Speaking of the Akatsuki…
I glanced over to Naruto.
The blond must've felt my stare because he blinked his wide blue eyes innocently, turning my way. However, before he could get a word out Shizune rushed into the room. In a flurry she rushed over to her desk, setting the giant stack of papers in her arms down with a thud.
For a couple seconds she simply stood there, attempting to catch her breath.
"Alright class!" she said not so cheerily once she found the words to speak. "Today is going to be one of those weird days I talked about last week. I've got too much work to finish up before the end of the week…So!" she said, clapping her hands together. "Raise your hands if you want to help me out! If you do I'll give you all extra credit!"
Immediately my hand flew up along with Naruto and Hinata's. The other two in the corner of the room had raised their hands as well.
"Great!" Shizune said happily, seeming a bit relieved. "You two!" she pointed at the two in the corner. "There are some boxes downstairs by the gym door—I need them to be brought up here. Please be careful with them!" she added as the two started towards the door. "They're full of new medical equipment!"
Once the pair had disappeared Shizune looked over to the three of us who were left. "Aerin and Naruto—you two can be on detention duty. Our normal guard who passes out the slips left on vacation, so I need someone to do it."
"Aa! We'll do it!" Naruto enthusiastically agreed, and I nodded as well.
"Great!" Shizune replied. "The sheets are on my desk in the front office. You shouldn't have trouble figuring out how to do it—it's pretty straight forward."
"Alright," I replied this time, and together Naruto and I exited the room, leaving Hinata behind to help Shizune with rearranging some things in the nurse's office to make room for the new equipment.
As instructed, Naruto and I first went into the main office and picked up a clipboard and a stack of red sheets from Shizune's regular desk. Once we had everything we needed the two of us started towards the first classroom on the list.
"So," I said as we started walking through the silent, nearly empty halls. "Sasuke talked to me this morning."
Naruto looked over at me, cracking a smirk. "What a surprise."
I rolled my eyes. "And he talked to me about the Akatsuki."
At this Naruto seemed to get what I was hinting at, because he fully turned his head to look at me, blue eyes filling with concern.
"Don't be mad or anything—I just-!"
"Woah!" I replied, laughing a little. "I'm not mad!"
Naruto immediately blinked. "You're not?"
"No! What do I even have to be made about? The fact that you told Sasuke you saw me talking to Hidan, Deidara and Kisame that one time? It was just on observation you made—it's not like you did anything wrong."
Sighing, Naruto looked back forward, his eyes trailing on the ground. "I just…I didn't know if you were okay or not…you've been goin' through so much since you got here."
At this I sighed as well, but before I could get a word out I noticed that we were in front of our first classroom and knocked on the door. A lady who looked to be the teacher opened the door a minute later, and at seeing the red slips of paper in my hand her face immediately dropped knowingly.
"Who do you need?"
"Uh…," I replied, searching my list. I quickly identified the names of the kids located in that classroom and called them out. A couple seconds later the students I'd called out walked up and, looking to have the routine memorized by now, took the red slip of paper from me, signed their name on the clipboard Naruto held, and then walked back into class.
Once that was finished we moved on to the next classroom, and then the next. Soon we'd completed the entire hall, and our next stop was all the way on the first floor.
"Naruto," I said as we started walking once again. The blond looked over at me, and I instantly smiled at him. "I'm not mad at you because I know you were only concerned for me. I don't care that you told Sasuke—I'm not mad about that either. In fact, I'm not mad at all—only a little touched by the fact that you're so concerned."
Naruto flashed me a small smile.
"But I can assure you that I can handle it," I continued. "The Akatsuki…well, some of them—aren't as bad as you think."
The blond snorted, and I blinked in surprise. "I know that," he said, giving me a knowing look. "They're not all as insane as Hidan or whatever, but they're still not the best group of people."
"I know—"
"And I know you know," he interrupted, blue eyes softening. "You can handle yourself. I'm just being concerned."
"Awww," I cooed, suddenly latching myself onto him. Naruto looked surprised, but he quickly accepted my hug, smiling.
"You're adorable!" I said and then pulled back, furrowing my brow. "But you're also acting like my dad. Stop it."
"Ehehe!" Naruto laughed, rubbing the back of his head. "My bad!"
In turn I just laughed with him, and the two of us continued handing out detention slips till five minutes before the end of the hour when we finally decided to return to the nurse's office to get our things. When we walked in the new equipment Shizune had spoken of was already set up.
"You're back!" she exclaimed at seeing us walk in, and both Naruto and I smiled at her.
"Thank you all so much for your help!" she continued as the two of us went to gather our things, and in that moment the bell rang. "See you tomorrow!"
With that, I bid Naruto and Hinata goodbye for the time being, heading down to Home Ec. Neji was already in his seat, so when I took mine we both nodded to each other in acknowledgement. Neji wasn't a very talkative person, I'd learned.
A minute later Sasuke walked in, Kiba just behind him. The two took their seats on either side of me, and a few seconds later Yamato sensei stepped out of his office, standing at the head of the class.
"Everyone!" he called, and this time the entire class silenced immediately, turning their attention to him. Over the last week he had definitely managed to rein the class in a bit…
"Today we'll be making cupcakes," he announced, and a couple people in the class looked positively excited while others sighed miserably. I, myself, was somewhat happy about cupcakes—because who the hell didn't want to use an hour of their school curriculum to bake shit?
"Because we don't have enough stoves in the room for everyone to use you'll have to pair up and use a stove with someone else! At the end of the hour your partner and I will be judging your cupcakes, so be sure to do them right!"
With that, Yamato dismissed us.
"Yo, Aerin," Kiba said as we stood. He shot me a grin. "Stove partners?"
"Sure," I agreed, and together the two of us trailed over to one of the many stoves. Sasuke and Neji followed after us silently, likely having partnered up as well.
At the stations tiny pans able to fit up to six cupcakes were already laid out along with any main ingredients we'd need for the recipe.
"What flavor are you gonna make?" I questioned Kiba as we started prepping the batter. He glanced over at me, grinning.
"You'll see when you taste it later."
I blinked. "I feel scared for some reason."
In response Kiba only laughed, and we all then began making our cupcakes. I chose to make regular vanilla flavor batter, and while the cupcakes were beginning to rise in the over I got to work on a lemon flavored frosting. Kiba worked on my other side, mixing together something dark brown.
…I had no idea what he was making.
But soon enough I'd find out, because half an hour later Yamato declared that we should all be done, so he started walking around the room to grade us all.
Kiba had just finished frosting his final cupcake when Yamato stepped up to our station.
"Here you are," I said with a smile and handed one to Yamato, giving one to Kiba a moment later too. The two took a bite and I watched their faces intently. They both looked surprised, eyes widening.
"This is very good," Yamato commented going in for another bite. "Lemon frosting?"
"Yep!"
"A+," he responded immediately and I pumped my fist into the air happily. Kiba rolled his eyes at me, grabbing one of his own cupcakes.
"Here sir," he said, handing it to Yamato. The teacher took it from him, looking it over. The batter was brown and the frosting was brown—everything was brown.
Tentatively Yamato took a bite of the cupcake while Kiba handed me one as well. I looked it over before looking at him, and Kiba grinned, looking amused.
Rolling my eyes, I finally took a bite, surprised to find that it was actually pretty good.
"Chocolate?" I questioned, and Kiba nodded.
"Yeah—chocolate batter with chocolate chips and chocolate frosting."
"Well," Yamato butted in, eyeing the cupcake in his hand. "It's a bit too sweet for me, but you did it all right. An A."
"It's not too sweet for me," I mumbled as Yamato walked over to Sasuke and Neji's station. Kiba elbowed me.
"That's because you're a girl."
I smirked, taking the final bite of his cupcake. "This is true."
"I'd hope so," he responded teasingly, and this time I elbowed him.
Kiba and I continued to tease each other for another minute before there was a gagging sound. We instantly then turned our attention to Yamato, who looked like he was about to be ill.
"Next time remember to add sugar to the batter," he commented hoarsely and I watched as Sasuke's cheeks flushed slightly, his head turning to the side to try and hide his embarrassment.
Once Yamato had composed himself he then moved on to Neji's…and proceeded to nearly upchuck again.
"Less salt," he choked. And with that Yamato stumbled over to the next group.
Once he was gone Kiba and I started snickering at the two completely embarrassed males. They proceeded to glare at us.
"Surely your cupcakes aren't much better," Neji defended snootily, he and Sasuke stepping up to grab two of the three cupcakes left in my pan. I hurriedly snatched the last one for myself and watched as they took a bite, freezing instantly.
"Good, right?" Kiba commented on my behalf, and suddenly Neji was red in the face once again. Sasuke, on the other hand, simply glanced over at me.
"You wanna bake for me from now on?"
I rolled my eyes, punching him in the arm.
"Thanks, but no thanks."
And with that, the four of us started to clean up. Sasuke and Neji's cupcakes both went directly into the garbage.
Soon after that the hour was over and all of us headed down to lunch. Naruto got jealous when he heard that we'd gotten to make cupcakes and didn't bring any for him, but Kiba and I only replied that he wouldn't have wanted Sasuke or Neji's cupcakes anyway.
I swear those two would never live it down. They had messed up something so simple.
Anyway, after lunch ended I headed back up the stairs to Madara sensei's class.
"Hey there," Kisame greeted as I took my seat beside him. He grinned, flashing me his sharp teeth, and I smirked in reply.
"Hello. Ready for break?"
"Always," he responded, and I laughed.
A minute later Sasori walked in, taking his seat on my other side. The three of us made small conversation before the door to the room slammed shut, making us jump. Madara sensei didn't seem to care at how loud a sound he'd just made though, because he only proceeded to walk up to the front of class, folding his hands behind his back.
"Students," he addressed, surveying over all of us. "This is psychology class… so if you're planning to seriously take this course then you need to be mentally stable yourself, correct? After all, how are you supposed to psychoanalyze another if you're insane yourself? Therefore, today I will be conducting one on one conference's with you all. If I deem you sane, then tomorrow you'll return as normal. If not…you'll have to go and find a new class to join."
Blinking, I stared at him in shock. This was all so sudden! Could a teacher even do something like that?—just kick people out because he deemed them not to be sane?
"Can he even do this?" I harshly whispered to Sasori as the rest of the shocked class began speaking in hushed tones as well. To my dismay, Sasori nodded.
"He can," he responded, mouth turning down into a frown as he crossed his arms. "And he's done it before. Usually at least a quarter of the kids come out of his office looking dead or crying, and never come back into class again. Or at least, that's what I've heard…"
"Shit," I hissed. And the day had been going so well! Now I was about to have a conference with a man who apparently like to make his students cry!
Sighing, I glanced over to Kisame, and to my surprise he actually looked excited.
"Why the hell are you grinning?!" I said, punching him in the arm. He simply laughed.
"I can't help it," Kisame said, grin widening. "I get excited in the face of danger."
For a minute I stared at him, wondering if he was insane as well, and beside me I could hear Sasori scoff a laugh. However, before any more of us could say anything a boy Madara had previously called into his office walked out. His eyes looked dead, but he was still alive.
Gulping, I suddenly wondered what the hell Madara did that made his students so scared, and began to pray that he wasn't another Orochimaru. One creeper teacher was enough.
"Akasuna," Madara called, and beside me Sasori stood. I blinked in surprise.
While this might sound stupid—I didn't know that Sasori had a last name, or that it was Akasuna. He was just Sasori.
"Looks like Madara's doing it by last name," Kisame observed as Sasori disappeared into Madara's office. I nodded in agreement, but remained silent. For some reason I was getting fairly scared. I got the feeling Madara, a training psychology teacher, could actually get under peoples skin really bad if he wanted to…
Either way, I was sure I'd be fine…right?
Four minutes later, Sasori exited Madara's office, face looking just as stoic as when he'd walked in. However, the moment he sat down beside me his shoulders drooped and I swear I saw him shiver a bit.
"So, how was it?" Kisame asked, looking around me to the red head.
Sasori shook his head. "He certainly knows how to get under a person's skin. I can't really describe how he does it…but he just…knows. He knows how to get to whoever he's talking with."
I frowned.
"What'd he say?"
"I'd…prefer not to say."
And that was that. But if Madara could get to a level headed Akatsuki member like Sasori, I was sure he'd be able to get to me.
And unfortunately, only three or four names later, Madara walked out of his office, looked at his list of names, and called "Grey".
"Shit," I cursed, and Kisame patted me on the shoulder, still grinning his sharky grin.
"Good luck."
For some reason I wanted to tell him to fuck off, my nerves on end, but held my words in, stiffly walking up to where Madara was waiting. He looked down at me, eyes seeming to spark with some type of emotion, and then ushered me into his office. In the middle of the room there was a chair, so I easily assumed that was where I was supposed to be, and went and sat down in it. However, directly after the moment my butt hit the seat the door to the room closed, and the entire office was engulfed in darkness.
I couldn't see shit—Madara included—and I was beginning t wonder if he had even entered the room…
And then his voice rang out, and a shiver ran down my spine,
"You've been so stiff and silent since you've gotten in here, Ms. Grey. Is everything all right?"
I could practically sense the teasing in his voice, and resisted cursing.
"I can't see in the dark," I replied instead, and he hummed in response.
"You can't see in the dark?" he spoke again, and I felt hairs rise on the back of my neck. He was speaking but I couldn't see him. I was getting really bothered by this. "Why is that?—maybe because your eyes can't adjust? Or maybe because your fear blinds you…"
In that moment I felt a tug on my hair and pulled my head forward away from the feeling. My heart started beating against my ribs. Had he actually just tugged on my hair—or was it my imagination?
…why was I getting so scared?
"Why so jumpy Miss Grey? I'm over here, you know."
Or so he said. I couldn't see him in this blackness, and his voice was reverberating throughout the room.
"Are you beginning to imagine things? Is the dark getting to you already?"
This time I felt something brush past my arm and flinched away once again. Internally I was cursing up a storm. Why?—How was he doing this?
"Imagine all your fears that would come true." He continued to drawl. "Image how powerless you'd become."
"And what's wrong with being powerless?" I replied without hesitation, thanking Christ I didn't sound nearly as scared as I felt in this situation. "Being weak is part of being human. Having fears is normal." For some reason my anger at what he said was making me feel more brave. "If I get caught in the darkness I'll climb out. Everyone has their inner monsters, and I've battled mine before. There's a dark and a light to everything and everyone. You simply have to find the balance."
"Wise words," Madara responded, sounding slightly amused. "But it still seems you're battling some type of fear even now, Miss Grey. Your eyes have been squeezed shut for a minute now."
Suddenly I blinked and the world around me was much brighter. Madara was sitting directly across from me behind his desk, arms folded on the table top, and beside him a small lamp had been turned on.
Madara raised an eyebrow, looking slightly amused. "That fear you show now will be what drags you down."
"Fear is normal," I responded, feeling more confident now that I could see him. "There's always something I'll fear for. It's simply wrong of you to make a person fear more than they need to." I frowned at him. "Shouldn't you be teaching your students how to help people in despair, not analyze them?"
Madara smirked, shrugging.
"Perhaps I should. But I like to have a little fun everyone once in a while. After teaching for as long as I have you need a bit of excitement here and there. Anyhow," he continued. "You've got a good mental standing Miss Grey. Be sure to keep your eyes open from now on, or the light you miss you'll never find. You're free to go."
Nodding, I quickly stood and walked towards the door, exiting his office. As I walked to the back of the class and took my seat Madara called out the name of the next innocent person.
"So, how'd it go?" Kisame questioned as I plopped into my chair between he and Sasori.
"Fine," I replied, and Sasori raised an eyebrow, looking doubtful.
"Really?"
"Hell yeah," I grunted, crossing my arms. "I'm fine. He just gave me something to think about…"
"I see," Sasori nodded. "I guess all three of us will be back in this class tomorrow then."
"Well, wait," I said, point a thumb at the shark on my other side. "Kisame hasn't gone yet."
And in that moment Madara stepped out of his office and called "Hoshigaki". With a grin Kisame stood and strode up to the teacher. Madara then proceeded to usher the blue skinned teen into his office and a couple seconds later he door snapped shut.
Kisame, unlike some other kids in the class—myself included—exited the office fairly fast.
"So?" I questioned when he sat back down in his seat next to me. Kisame shrugged, pointy grin still present.
"It was fine." He replied with a shrug. "I was thinking more about what I had for lunch then what he was saying."
"Oh my god," I said and deadpanned, placing my head down on the table top. Beside me I could hear Sasori sigh loudly as well, and I bet more than anything that he was shaking his head in disappointment. Kisame, on the other hand, was dying of laughter.
Well, it looked like we had all made it through Madara's assessment. And hopefully he would never be conducting any type of experiment like this ever again—because if he did…I don't know, but I surely wouldn't be happy.
'eeeeyyyyyyyy! I have a cold! *sad face*
On the bright side, however, we have a snow day today! On the downside, I'm going to have to shovel all the snow! Shit. Michigan stop this crazy weather please. It's March! Go back to being warm already!
Anyway, sorry for not updating sooner, I've been busy the last couple of weeks. The ACT was last week, and finals is next week, so I figured I'd try to fit a chapter of this story in in-between it all.
I swear to Christ if I get a 27 on the ACT I'm gonna cry in joy. I got a 25 when I took a practice test a couple months ago, and I got a 29 on the test I took right before the actual ACT, so I figure if I get a 27 that's great. If I get any less than a 26 I might retake it...but then again, I'm most likely going to Community College for two years, so getting good grades there will be more important to Universities at that point than ACT scores...
Speaking of Universities, I went to EMU (Eastern Michigan University)(aka the University I want to go to) the other day and met the head Japanese professor (because Japanese is also the major I want) We had this great conversation in Japanese and she even complimented me saying she was very impressed by my fluency! I was so psyched and then I FUCKED IT UP. In reality I didn't fuck it up that bad but in my mind I did because we were done talking and she said "Sayonara!" and IN FLAT OUT ENGLISH I REPLIED "bye" and WALKED AWAY. We were having this great conversation in Japanese and I had to end it with "bye"! Oh god, I'm never gonna forget that moment.
Either way, I still have another year till I graduate, and if I go to community college 3 more years until I transfer to a university, so yeah. I've got time.
Also! Thank you so much to everyone that reviewed last chapter! I got a lot of people saying they really like Aerin and Sasuke being a thing in the future and a lot of you also commented and said that you thought my story line was good and you liked Aerin as a character! I felt so happy learning you all feel the stories alright - so thanks for reassuring me, I really appreciate it!
But yeah! Like I mentioned earlier I have finals next week, which means the week after that I'll be starting with new classes, so I don't know if that will delay my update at all. After all, I'm getting settled in to new classes, but at the same time next trimester will be my easiest which might mean more frequent update - but I can't promise anything!
Oh, I'm just looking forward to being done with AP English and Pre-Calc though! Hallelujah!
Anyway, I guess I'll stop talking now. My recent AN's have been so long...
But one last thing! I watched the Corpse Party anime yesterday (because I heard there was an anime and I watched Cryaotic play it years ago) and HOLY SHIT! That anime was more terrifying than the game! There was so much death and NOTHING HAPPY EVER HAPPENED.
So yeah, if you like blood, gore, death, and having nightmares I highly recommend Corpse Party to you.
I'm done now! Promise!
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