The time was 10:25 AM. Tuesday.

The chief police had been roaming through the halls of aka-demi high school. The school wasn't really closed for remodeling, An investigation was being held.

Four students had been murdered on school grounds, all of them made to look like suicides or accidents. But the chief knew better, he knew there was a murderer in this sick school.

The school always had a history. ever since 1989. a student from this school had been murdered, one of the detectives brought in a sixteen year-old girl, claiming she was a murderer. That was the worst mistake that detective ever made. When they brought the girl into court, she put on the biggest act anyone had ever seen, she cried non-stop, feigned ignorance at every opportunity, and had an excuse for every accusation against her. The day she was declared innocent, the entire nation celebrated like it was a holiday and the reputation of the entire police division was ruined. Ever since then, the division had been piss scared of this place, Including the chief.

The school was also obsessed with keeping its reputation as one of japan's most prestigious high schools. However this made the investigation hard on the police. The school had over two hundred students and no security or surveillance equipment.

Worse was the fact that the headmaster bribes the press and the officers so they'll look the other way.

The chief sighed. This wasn't going to be easy, but justice had to be served.


Yan-chan awoke on her bed. Her vision was a little blurry and she had a bit of a headache, but other then that she was fine. She actually felt rather refreshed. It had been two whole days since she had gotten any sleep, thanks to her mind bombarding her with questions, worries and doubts.

But today, something was different. She felt calm and clear-headed, like every little thing that was troubling her had just died. Amazing what a good nights sleep can do for you, huh?

She proceeded to… wait a minute. How did she even get in her room?

The last thing she remembered was going on that 'date' with that fake senpai, then she remembered being forced to the ground, and then… jayson.

All the events of last night had immediately returned to her after that. She remembered everything, especially jayson's psychotic rage.

When she looked down at herself, she could see that she was still wearing his hoodie, she also remembered that she wasn't wearing anything underneath.

She grabbed a random outfit from her wardrobe and went into her bathroom to change.

She saw herself in the mirror, her makeup from last night was still on, next to the small patches of dirt.

"Look at yourself, you've become weak" her reflection said to her. "You used to be a cold, unfeeling psychopath. but now you're no better than an average teenage girl. It's all these emotions, they've weakened you, made you soft."

"what am I supposed to do then?" she asked her reflection.

"stop following your emotions. follow your heart"

"senpai..."

She then undressed and stepped in the shower. Her reflection was right, she was getting weak. In the old days, she'd kill anyone who'd dare touch her, let alone try to rape her. But last night she just let it happen. She wouldn't have known what would have happened if jayson wasn't there.

Well no more, she wasn't going to be a damsel in distress any more. No more getting captured and tied to a tree, no more being pushed to the ground by perverted freaks. She had to get back into her game immediately.


Two weeks later… The time was 7:30 AM. Monday.

Jayson stone stood on yan-chan's porch, waiting for her to exit her home so they could walk to school together. Two whole weeks had passed since jayson had put an end to senpai's perverted cousin.

That kill had to be the most satisfying thing jayson had ever done, mainly because the bastard looked almost exactly like his rival, jayson had just pretended that he had beaten up on the actual senpai.

It did only fill him with rage when he saw the real senpai though. Oddly, senpai didn't seem to distraught over the loss of one of his family members. Even after the body was found, senpai was just like 'yeah my cousin is dead now, but whatever, it's not that big of a deal'.

Yan-chan soon exited her house and saw him on her porch, he had been doing this for days. Whenever she walked out of her door alone, he was there. Occasionally he'd hold his hand out to her, but she'd mostly ignore it.

"morning, beautiful" he said smiling.

"morning" she said.

He offered his hand to her again, she accepted it this time.

The two then walked to school together.

They didn't really say anything to each other ever since jayson's little episode. He knew she understood. Maybe now was the right time to tell her. Yeah, now had to be the perfect time.

"hey, yan-chan?" he asked, stopping in his tracks.

"yes, jayson?"

"about what I said, y'know… when I kinda snapped. The reason I said all those things is because I-"

"hey guys!" senpai shouted while running towards them.

Jayson glared hard at the fool as he came running. Why does he always have to ruin my moments.

"and you thought I would let my two best kohai walk to school alone?, no way!" he said in joy as he stood in the middle of jayson and yan-chan, putting his hands over their shoulders.

Jayson could see the way she looks at him, those eyes are always filled with love, affection and adoration whenever he's there. He always takes center stage, he becomes the only thing in her world. And jayson is left to follow behind… like the loyal dog he knew he was.

Jayson sighed as all three of them walked together.

The sky soon got cloudy and rain began to fall. Senpai undid his black school jacket and used it as a makeshift umbrella for yan-chan.

"show off" jayson insulted in a silent whisper.

He doesn't love her the way I do, he doesn't accept her the way I do. He doesn't know what she really is. He can't and never will appreciate the effort she goes through for him. But for some reason… he's still better then me.

The walk to school was rather short, probably because they ran all the way there.

Standing outside the school entrance was a girl sitting at a booth. She had long purple hair that mostly covered one side of her face, and matching purple eyes.

"join the occult club, advance beyond the range of normal understanding, speak to the spirits and allow them to guide you" she said in a bland, emotionless tone.

This girl was Seishin Tamashi. The self elected and only member of the occult club. She was pretty much an outcast to the whole school. Everyone saw her as creepy, and by all accounts, they were right.

"senpai!" she shouted as she stood up from the table and stood in his way. "I know you have noticed me, the spirits demand we be together senpai!"

"umm"

"oh, senpai… I know that you think I am odd, but I am serious when I say that the spirits want us to be together. they whisper to me"

you see?… weird.

"yeah… you have fun with that" senpai said as he separated himself from jayson and yan-chan.

She glared at the spirit freak, Seishin. Seriously? This outcast thought she could get in yan-chan's way?

Ohh, she'd regret ever looking at senpai. This pathetic loser would regret their entire life when yan-chan got done with her.

"You… Must… Die" she said as jayson and her walked to their lockers and soon went to class together.

Class was rather dull today. yan-chan couldn't really find the effort she needed to concentrate. Her mind had constantly wandered over many subjects. her newest rival, the occult freak. And then senpai.

She wondered what it would be like when they got married, the wedding would be beautiful. She'd be wearing the most gorgeous dress and everyone else would have to wear rags.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join this man and this woman in the bonds of holy matrimony. Do you take this woman to be your bride, to have and to hold in sickness and in health?"

"i do"

"and do you, miss Satsujin-koibito?… miss Satsujin-koibito!?"

"miss Satsujin-koibito!" the teacher yelled, snapping her back to reality. "i will not approve of daydreaming while class is in session. if I catch you blanking out again, disciplinary measures will be taken. Understood?"

"yes, sensei" she said.

"good girl. now as I was saying…"

yan-chan sighed. of course she wouldn't be allowed to fantasize in peace, stupid school!.

She turned her head to look at jayson, who was bored out of his mind, yet completely focused at the same time.

After about half an hour of some junk she couldn't be bothered to remember, the bell rang, signaling that it was time for lunch.


Seishin Tamashi sat in the occult club's meeting room to eat lunch. Eating in here was way better then eating in the cafeteria or on the roof, nobody ever wanted to sit with her so she was mainly alone. At least here nobody would reinforce that feeling of loneliness.

"you can come in, ayana-chan" she said as she finished all the food in her bento box.

Yan-chan opened the door with a look of surprise on her face.

"how did you know I was..."

"coming to murder me? The spirits told me. Yes, I know all about what you do. How you and that American boy killed all those other students, all for your senpai."

"so you know whats going to happen in the next five seconds?" yan-chan said as she unfolded her butterfly knife.

"yes… but before you kill me, would allow me to show you something?" seishin said as she stood up and began rummaging through one of the closets. "here we are" she then returned with a small wooden board that had the entire alphabet carved into it along with the words yes and no.

"what the hell is this?" yan-chan asked in a hateful tone.

"this is an ouija board, it allows us to communicate with spiritual forces, it's how the spirits talk to me. It can also predict the future"

"about anything?" yan-chan asked.

"about anything"

"how do I use it?"

"i have to help you with that, since you're not as attuned to it as I am. Place your hands on the planchette, the small wooden piece"

she did as asked and seishin did the same.

"now close your eyes and clear your mind, allow your question to be the only thought that floats in your head as I channel the spiritual energy" she instructed.

"will senpai ever love me?" she asked the board. She then felt the planchette begin to move. When she opened her eyes, she saw that seishin's hands were not on it and she knew her own hands weren't moving it.

"ask again" seishin instructed.

"will senpai ever love me?"

the planchette began moving, it spelled N-E-V-E-R.

Ayana-chan looked at the board in sadness.

"you see now? Your struggle is in vain." seishin said.

"i understand" she said in a heartbroken tone "senpai will never love me… BECAUSE YOU'RE STILL ALIVE!" she yelled in anger as she plunged her knife into seishin's hand, pining it to the table.

She then proceeded to brutally stab the poor girl until she bled out, yan-chan was laughing insanely the entire time.


The time was 3:45 PM.

Jayson stone stood over the corpse of Seishin Tamashi. He had then proceeded to take pictures of the body with his high-def camera. He did this because he had recently became the head and only photographer for the school's newspaper club.

He was impressed at how fast yan-chan finished this one off. It was cruel to admit this but he knew seishin would not be missed, that's what happens to the outcasts, no one really cares. It almost made jayson feel sorry for the poor girl… almost.

He soon noticed the ouija board on the table. The power to talk to the dead was contained in that tiny piece of wood? Jayson was intrigued, he was sure asking one question wouldn't hurt. Its not like it would be selling his soul to Satan.

He put his fingers on the planchette and asked his question.

"will she ever be mine?"

N-E-V-E-R.

"well what do you know?! you're just a piece of wood! you're a toy made for superstitious children! YOU KNOW NOTHING!"

He yelled as he stabbed the board. Yeah, way to act like a mature adult, jayson. Have fun taking your anger out on a board game.

"you there, young man!" a police officer yelled as he quickly hid his knife. "why are you in here" the officer asked.

"i work for the school paper and no, before you ask me, I don't know this girl" he said in a deadpanned tone. He always had a deep hatred for the police, you could understand why.

"your paper has been getting rather popular ever since these murders?" the officer asked.

"I don't know, I just started. Can I go now?" jayson asked.

"fine, get out of here"

jayson then walked out of the room and proceeded to exit the school. As he walked home, he could see yan-chan and senpai across the street, eating ice cream together.

Jayson sighed as he walked home alone.

"one day… He… Will… Die."


A/N: so this one isn't really that good of a chapter, sorry. i've been struggling with my writing lately. the next chapter will be better.