(Kora's P.O.V)

So, let me tell you about me. Well, it's a little…difficult, you might say. How about this? I will tell you a story about me, something I experienced. Maybe it'll give you an idea of what kind of person I am or was.

In primary school, when I was roughly eight years old, I was very devious. I wasn't…normal. Well I probably seemed pretty normal to others, despite how quiet and distant I had been. I knew a lot of things, due to not making much noise, a lot of secrets. I thoroughly enjoyed drama. It didn't matter if I was in the middle of it or just a bystander watching it, I loved it. It was my source of adrenaline. Most of the time, I require a reason to cause drama, I don't like to be that much of an ass. For example, I loved the juniors at my school, we used to hang out a lot and I looked after the. If they were to ever be bullied, I would then have a reason to cause some drama. But there are times where I do it just for fun, with no reason or revenge to pay.

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(Third Person P.O.V)

Kora sat at a bench that was placed by the playground side. She looked around aimlessly, bored with nothing to do or no one to hang with. As she gazed over the plain set before her, she heard the sounds of drama. The hiss and grit in an angered person's voice. The loud thumping of a person's foot and the gasps and sounds of interest. Kora turned her attention towards the light commotion.

"Why did you say that to her!"

"I didn't!"

The two bickered on about something of that context. Suddenly Kora had a brilliant Idea, something that would quench her boredom; and just the thought of that, brought a chilling grin to her face.

(The next day)

Morning came, the bell ringing at its usual time but one thing was different. Someone new had appeared in the classroom. Her hair was long, straight and dark as the night sky. Her skin light and pale like that of a porcelain dolls and her lips, plump and pink. Her eyes were a crystal blue that gleamed brightly, long eyelashes that seemed to flutter every time she blinked. And she wore a small, black cat bag on her shoulders. (The image used for this chapter) This girl stood at the front of the class, like a piece of art on display; no one could take their eyes off her.

"Introduce yourself to the class" the teacher ordered softly. The girl nodded in compliance.

"Good Morning. My name is Aiko Chiharu. Aiko as in 'Love Song' and Chiharu as in 'One Thousand Springs'. I have come from Kyoto, the Kansai Region. I have been sent here to take over Kora Kuroi's place at this school for a while. I hope that in that time we can become friends." The girl smiled and bowed gracefully before taking her seat at her small, primary school desk alone as it had been Kora's desk previously. It wasn't long before she was crowded by people and their questions.

It only took a few days before Chiharu had become friends with almost everyone in the class, even the rich, prim girls. She had also been invited over to a few sleep overs here and there. But on the day before she had to leave, she had received a letter. When she went to consult her new found friends about it, she had found that they, also, had been given letters. They all decided to open them when they get home and talk about it the next day. When her last day approached, she made her way to school only to find an unsightly situation. Everyone was fighting and bickering. Some were crying, doubting each other and screaming in anger. All her friends had separated and turned away from each other and when she asked one of the girls what had happened this is how she replied.

"Chiharu-chan! It's horrible, those letters sucked, everyone in classes 1-4 got them… Tanya-chan said so many mean things about me!" she wailed showing Chiharu the letter. Chiharu went to all the girls and even some of the other people she had met from the other classes and read their letters. They were all anonymous letters, stating something someone had done or said revolving around them. They were nasty and truthful letters though. Chiharu sat down in disbelief as she watched the relationships; bonds and memories unravel, like thread on a spindle, right in front of her.

Chiharu looked down and her shoulders began to shake, her hand covering her mouth. She couldn't hold it back any more.

"he…hehe…hehehe" She laughed quietly to herself

"How…stupid hehehehe…" she looked up trying not to grin even though she could barely contain her laughter.

Chiharu quickly made her way back to Kora's, where she was staying. She went into the bathroom and, almost instantly, burst into a crazed laughter of enjoyment. After composing herself and calming down, she looked into the mirror, that nasty grin still planted on her pale face.

She began to get changed and once out of her uniform she heard someone call out

"Kora! Come here!" Kora's mother called out.

"I'll be right there!" Chiharu yelled back to her before quickly making her way over to her still holding what seemed to be makeup remover in her hands.

She made her way into where Kora's sickly mother lay in bed.

"Why are you dressed like that?" Kora's mother asked

Chiharu put her hand on her head and begun to pull back her long, straight black hair right off; slowly revealing dark, deep and short purple locks beneath it. She wiped her face with a small cloth, showing a darker, more olive shade underneath and removed the long, plastic eyelashes from her eyes; she wiped the pink from her grinning lips. She was no longer Aiko Chiharu, she was now… Kora Kuroi.

She looked up at her mother, smiling sweetly.

"I guess…I was just…bored."

(To Be Continued)

(Hey guys. Sorry if it was too long. Hope ya liked it. Leave ya thoughts in the comments below XD)