What a pain.

I woke up this morning to the sun shining through my window. Don't get me wrong, I was relieved at that, the issue was what, or rather I should say who was outside. Riki Nendo. A classmate of mine, who no one likes but who has strangely taken a liking to me, much to my great annoyance since he never shuts up. He may have the creepiest face I've ever seen: a round nose and a very large chin that looks rather like someone's rear end, for lack of a politer way of saying it, and a scar over his left eye. He also has black and yellow hair cut in the worst way possible.

Haircolours aren't something that really faze anyone since it's very common to see people with all kinds of different hair colours nowadays because of my mind control. It's completely natural, since I altered human DNA. Understandably, I didn't want to stand out with the bright pink hair I was born with.

My mother invited Nendo in, naturally and then I had to walk to school with him. He hasn't stopped talking since - it's so frustrating! We're in class now, no one is working and he just won't shut up. As usual, I'm sitting at my desk ignoring him. He just doesn't seem to get the message: 'Leave me alone'. I wonder why. Oh yeah, he's a moron.

What disturbs me most about this guy isn't his looks as you might think but rather the fact that I can't read his thoughts. Everyone else has thoughts that I hear, but this guy doesn't. It took me a while to figure out why but eventually I worked it out: you can't read a mind if there's nothing on it. Since he's so dumb, there's never anything on it. Which I have to say is rather unnerving.

I get up, without saying anything and head towards the bathroom to get away. I hear his gruff voice behind me as I leave, "Oh, bathroom? Okay."

Crossing my eyes, I use my clairvoyance to check the surroundings. The weather is clear and there is no sign of a storm... perhaps it won't happen yet. As I have no idea when it's going to happen, I'm just going to have to keep checking, and keep an eye out for weather patterns... good grief, another chore.

I should get back to class. I remove my glasses for a moment and rub my eyes before carefully replacing them and leaving the bathroom. When I get back, the class rep, Kineshi Hairo is addressing the class. Sighing, I sit back down at my desk and wait to find out what he wants.

"As you probably know, the P.K. Festival is in just a few weeks! We need ideas on what to do. Any suggestions?"

Not this again.. it's such an annoyance every year. Each class comes up with an idea for something to do for the P.K. Festival, which is basically a day for showing off and in a way having fun. Except for me it's not normally fun. The classes can do pretty much anything, for instance a display or something else that students can pull off. Last time, we had several haunted houses and a few cafés. Our class displayed weird looking rocks that we found in the schoolyard. Oh and a meteor.

Hairo's enthusiasm miraculously isn't matched by his classmates. No one seems to have any ideas, in contrast to last time. Normally Hairo motivates everyone but for some reason they just aren't into it today.

"Come on, we can do better than this!" He yells. He isn't nasty about it, he's just over enthusiastic. I don't dislike him but I don't think the two of us would really get along.

"Uhh well.. we could do a maid café..?" A kid from the back of the class nervously suggests.

"I'll write that down!" Hairo says.

"Could do a science fair?" Says Chiyo Yumehara, a brown haired lass.

"Making a secret layer for the Jet Black Wings would be the best idea so we can protect the world from Dark Reunion." Shun Kaido whispers dramatically from the desk next to mine. Inwardly, I sigh at him. He pretends he's a hero called the 'Jet Black Wings' and is protecting the world from an organisation known as 'Dark Reunion'. It's all just play acting though.

"How about a display of scribble art?"

"A display of weird looking rocks we found in the schoolyard!"

"A theatre production!"

"A theme park attraction!" As if. Be reasonable.

Suddenly my classmates seem to have a huge plethora of ideas... Hairo is scribbling them all down on the board so fast he appears to be working up a sweat, though that doesn't make a change.

Then Teruhashi speaks. Not without first being asked, of course. Hairo pauses for a moment when people had slowed their suggestions, after they had gotten too out of hand. He then posed the question to her.

"Teruhashi, what about you? Any ideas?"

Kokomi Teruhashi likes to think of herself as the 'Perfect pretty girl', and I guess she kind of is. She is very beautiful, with long blue hair and 'perfect' features. She also tries to have a perfect personality too, but I see through that, you know, because I'm psychic. Owing to her 'flawless good looks' as she calls it, pretty much every boy (and girl) is in love with her. All but me. Since she attracts so much attention, I want nothing to do with her. Unfortunately, she happens to have a crush on me. Funny old world, huh?

So naturally whatever she said then would be what we'd do.

"What if we all made costumes and cosplayed as movie or anime characters?" She suggested.

Unfortunately today is no exception to that rule and all the previous suggestions are instantly forgotten.

Good grief...