"What's wrong Naohito-kun?" she asked, innocently. He looked over at her, glared, took her by the arm, and said "Come with me. To the hall. Now." She looked confused for a moment, but she followed him. "Why is it that you can suddenly read my thoughts?" he asked, after checking that no one else was in the hallway. "I don't know what you're talking about Nao-kun," she said.

He looked at her, perplexed for a moment. "Nao-kun?" he asked, raising his eyebrow. "Yeah, it's my new nickname for you," she said, smiling. He rolled his eyes, but blushed a little, "Well anyways, back on subject, do you mean you don't know you're reading my thoughts?" Kimi shook her head violently. "Hey cut that out!" He said, grabbing her moving head, "You'll get dizzy and fall over!" Naohito stood there for a while, wondering what could have possibly given Kimi this weird new ability. And he began to space out. "Earth to Nao-kun!" she said, waving her hand in front of his face. "Oh, uh… yeah," he said, "Kimi, did you maybe… drink anything unusual any time this week? It might have had… er… strange mind-reading powers. I think maybe it gives you the ability to read the first person's thought, after the drink takes affect that is." "That's Kimi-chan to you!" she said, chiding him, "But yeah, I do kinda remember drinking something weird yesterday. Kind of a pinkish-orangish color." He nodded, I thought it was a drink, but where could someone get something like that? "I found it on the counter in cooking class." She said, answering his thoughts. Oh yeah, I forgot she could read my thoughts.

"Well, did you see anyone near the drink? Was it yours, do you know who's it was?" He said, asking too many questions at once. "No, it was not mine. And yeah, I did see someone near it," she answered. He looked at her, waiting for her to tell him. "But you might not wanna know who it was. I also have a theory about why she had it now, which you'll also not wanna know," she said. Naohito clenched his fists and bit his lip, trying to contain his anger.

"Yes, Kimi," he said, with an irritated tone, "I do want to know who's it is…er… was. Though you may think it's nothing, it's an invasion of privacy to read people's thoughts!" he was yelling now. Kimi looked like she was about to cry. "Er… sorry, didn't mean to yell," he said, seeing her expression. He didn't mean to yell. Then she said, very quietly, "You did it again. You called me Kimi. You're supposed to call me Kimi-chan."

She looked up at him after this strange remark and sighed, "But, whatever. I guess since you can't remember to add –chan at the end of my name, you can just call me Kimi. But then you have to let me call you just Nao!" she said, getting excited. She is so weird! Looking like she's about to cry at one minute and then getting all excited the next. She giggled, "Get used to it Nao, I do that a lot," she said, putting emphasis on his name. He was confused for a moment, but then he realized she was once again replying to his thoughts.

"But Kimi, who was it? Who was the owner of the drink?" She looked at him worriedly, and hesitated a while before deciding to tell him. "Do you really want to know? You might be upset," she asked. He nodded. "Okay… it was… Motoko-san." She said, slowly. His eyes widened. "Mo-Motoko-san?" he choked. Kimi sighed, "Yes Nao. Motoko-san. And she did it because she wanted to read Yun Yun's thoughts." He gasped, and grabbed her shoulder as if he was about to fall over. "Nao!" she scolded, "But, anyways, I'm sorry Nao." He looked up at her, glaring, "You know… that… I liked her?" he asked. She shook her head and put her hands on her hips, "Yes, Nao. It's, like, sooooo obvious," she giggled. "Er… wait… did you say "liked"? As in… used to like?" she asked. He looked at the floor and blushed, "Er… well, yeah. I think I like… someone else now." Her eyes widened and she opened and she gasped, "Ooooh who is the new girl?" she asked, dancing around him. "Like I'd tell you!" he snapped. He must keep his mind clear, he couldn't think about her, or she'd know. She'd know that she was this "new girl".