It all started with a sheet of paper, the letter from the monster who had killed her sister and it looked like it would all end prematurely with one.
Akari had studied hard during the few time she had to be admitted in Kunugigaoka Junior High, she had to ace the entrance exam in order to be admitted into such a prestigious school. Right now she sat at a table, facing the sheet of mathematical questions and she realised she couldn't even answer the first question, let alone the others. What was it with this school and thier crazy high levels of expectations, especially in maths ?
No, this couldn't be it. Her vengeance couldn't end because of some demented-conceived test. Raw adrenaline shot through her veins, she was utterly helpless. She did try to scribble a few formulas but itw as all in vain. A teacher was watching over them so she couldn't cheat. How would she have manage dit anyway ?
Then she got a tremendously questionable idea. She had the vials of tentacle seed she collected and the pistol to inject it in her blazer's pocket. Ever since her sister's life was taken before her eyes by a hummanoid alien-like creature, she couldn't help but feel paranoid stepping in the very place her sister's murderer claimed he would be. So she carried the vials on herself for the entrance exams.
Right now, she is thinking of jabbing them in her neck, yes in the midst of the math exam. If she couldn't integrate this damn school and investigate her sister's murderer from the inside of class 3-E then it wasn't worth it anymore, her life wasn't worth it.
Sure she could still fail the test and inject the tentacle cells anyway, but considering the apparent might of her target, she had to have an edge on it. If she started stalking it, she was sure to be immediatly exposed and killed. She needed to be on the inside for her vengeance plot to work. She had no other choice than to pass the test with flying colors.
So, even if it seemed unlikely, she stood up from her seat and excused herself to the bathroom. There, she locked herself up in a stall, got the injecton pistol out, loaded it with a vial and pointed it at the nape of her neck and with resolve harder than steel jabbed it in her neck and pressed the trigger.
Immediatly pain invaded her whole being, she bit her forearm in order not to scream out loud, she felt like hot lava was melting and merging with her nape, then suddently just as fastly as the pain shot through her body, it died down. She felt quite weird to be honest, like ice was trying to creep its way out of her neck, itw as enveloping her, making her senses numb, an odd sense of serenity was overwhelming her and soothing her.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and got out of the stall. Her mind was blank as she mecanically came back to the exam room. She sat in her seat, opened the maths test again and started answering it with renewed determination. The dots connected between her neurons, every problem of the sheet and how itw as supposed to be answered accordingly had turned crystal clear in her mind.
So she wrote and wrote until itw as done. She had ten minutes left before the end of the test. An unexpected craving for sweets came upon her so she wolfed down the pudding she had brought to the exam under the unstubtle stink-eye the teacher supervising them was giving her. She couldn't care less and as she gave her sheet of answers to him and got out of the exam room, a smile a tad psychotic was etching its way onto her face.
She could already taste the sweet aroma of vengeance on her tongue and it tasted like her favorite pudding.
A few days later the results came in. She was admitted ! She walked to the school campus wearing her new uniform and when she passed the school's treshold she felt a rush of adrenaline impulsed by her tentacles and a sick scorching pleasure filling her up, of course as a renowed actress, she let none of it transpire through her mask. She greeted the lackey expecting her. Indeed, because she topped in the entrance exams, she would get to be introduced to the principle in person.
Finally, they were in his office and she had to say the guy as emitting an ominous aura with his obviously phony smile. She had her forged paper with her, the conversation went on smoothly as she was congratulated for her excellent grades.
The cold metal of her truncheon was deliciously refreshing against her hot skin and she had the disturbing desire to stuck it through the principle's head. Naturally she didn't and instead decided stucking it through his computer would be quite enough to be sent to 3-E.
"Excuse me but I understand this school has a special class for student with behavioural issues."
She grasped her truncheon, deployed it and smashed his computer like a straight-up savage.
Then she smiled in such an innocent way and with a tone laced with ingenuity she pursued :
"Or is that just a rumor ?"
Obviously the principle did not find her little stunt amusing and he was peering at her with predatory eyes but she did not let anything slip and gave him a clueless smile. An incredibly awkward moment passed where he was staring at her, trying to figure her out, she could faintly hear the lackey's outraged mumbling in the background. Then understanding seemed to have dawned on him and he seemed even more on guard than previously. So he was aware of the monster taking over her sister's teaching position it seemed.
"Very well you will be placed in E-class starting today."
He said in an impossibly severe voice.
"Thank you Sir."
She bowed and left, without looking back, more determined than ever to enact her vengeance.
Hey there a little one shot that I wrot during an impossibly harsh math test, I kid you not. Wish I could have aced it like Akari over there but oh well. Hope you enjoyed it see ya ~~