Week 3
Before I left home, I left the bottle of poison in the basement of mine and Flavio's house in case I needed to use it for my victim. We got dressed and left for school. It was week three of school and I wasn't caught yet for murdering that Japanese student. I stole his corpse from the police and burned it to conceal it.
As soon as we entered the gates, I took a headstart to my locker and changed my shoes (A/N: In Japanese schools, you are required to change from your outdoor shoes to your indoor school shoes before you walk around the campus. That is why their lockers are small.). I went outside and decided to stalk my anziano behind a tree.
Me being me, I was too shy to just put up a conversation with him since he's a senior. And I doubt that he would be with a junior like me. That's when I noticed something. Another boy. Talking to him! It sparked anger in my veins. I stole his picture and asked for information.
Flavio: "Name: Peter Kirkland, Reputation: Normal, Personality: Immature, Crush: Lutz Beilschmidt, Club: Drama, Strength: Incapable, Birth Country: Sealand"
Luciano: I knew it! Another rival!
Flavio: Ah, baby brother. They never fail to spark your anger.
Luciano: I'm not angry!
Luciano: I'm...devoted.
Flavio: Devoted to your anziano?
Luciano: S-Si.
Flavio: Haha, I knew it. You looked devoted right there from the first week of school.
Luciano: I don't give a merda about that, I wasn't even like that.
Flavio: Yes you were.
Luciano: Prove it.
Flavio: You keep looking at pictures of Lutz that you took two weeks ago in your room at night.
Luciano: How did you...?!
Flavio: I check on you before I sleep.
Luciano: Vaffanculo! Stop invading my privacy!
Flavio: Oops~ Too late!
Luciano: I will tape your mouth shut!
I exited my messages and looked at the clock. It was already 8:20, looks like I've been texting for one hour and twenty minutes, ten minutes before classes. Additional information reaveled that my third rival is also the leader of the Drama club.
Seeing that made me think of the Cooking club. Even without their leader, they didn't disband but they elected a Chinese student by the name of Zao Wang as the new leader. And let me tell you, he looked really messed up when he heard about Kuro's death. That was the only time I knew that I also killed his crush. But do I give a merda about that? No. Of course, I don't want him to suspect that I did it so I put on my best concerned face and comforted him. He got better this week.
The bell rang and I went to class 2-1, thinking on how the hell do you kill a dramatic person without suspecting anything.