School work has been keeping me busy, I'm really sorry! I'll try to update more frequently after this!

-Aug 22 2016- not much was edited here. Just one sentence...

Day 3: Winter

The season where the days grow darker and the nights grow colder.

Several days had passed since Yao had seen Ivan beat up the albino. She later found out that the albino's name was Gilbert Beilschmidt, who was one year younger than them. His name was known around school and he was famous for being prideful, arrogant, and obnoxious. But that didn't mean that Ivan had the right to hurt him.

So during these several days, Yao would turn at random corners and hide behind walls as Ivan walked by. She sat at the table with Alfred again. Kiku and his friends followed. And when Ivan called out to her she turned the other way.

And throughout this time she told herself that it was for the better, that otherwise Ivan wouldn't know what he did was wrong.

But each day she only felt guiltier and Ivan wouldn't stop. In fact, it seemed like he only appeared more often (maybe it was her imagination?)

The days added up, each one bringing her closer to winter. Sure enough, it got chillier and even Leon had started to wear sweaters rather than just short sleeves on weekends.

Yao had just finished her shift at the nearby convenience store and was walking home. It was almost dinner, and Kiku was probably reheating what she had prepared at home for the rest of the siblings. It was awfully cold out, and she had forgotten to bring her winter jacket with her. It was alright in the afternoon, but she sure regretted it now, especially with the light snow falling on the floor.

I really can't afford to catch a cold, she thought as she tried to pull the scarf tighter around her neck.

Finally reaching home, Yao went through the front door and Kiku came out to greet her. His first words to her that evening being, "Oh, you bought a scarf on the way home?"

And then it dawned upon Yao that she never went out with the scarf nor did she put it on when she left the store. It was as if it had appeared out of thin air.

It was white, like the freshly fallen snow outside.

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Day 2 Classes, Morning

The winter essentials began to appear everywhere, to the point that Yao was slightly freaked out. Pink gloves magically came out of her locker, a beige knit hat was inside her desk, and finally a bright red winter jacket at the front of her house door.

Not only did the person know her size, but also where she lived and possibly her gender.

It went to the point that Yao told Kiku who then told Alfred who insisted on being a hero. "I'll definitely find this creep!" he had exclaimed in the cafeteria which caused everyone at the table to turn away and pretend they didn't know him. He was too loud for his own good.

So Alfred began to place security cameras on Yao's locker and gave some security cameras to Kiku to place at home. He also offered to have a schedule of people to escort Yao, which Yao had blatantly refused.

Somehow, Yao still found earmuffs in her locker the next morning, and Alfred's security cameras had caught nothing but a black screen.

Yao sighed as she closed her locker, seeing a pair of red mittens this time and rushed to class.

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Day 2 Classes, English

English was as boring as ever, and the stalker issue wouldn't stop playing in her mind. Even as she read the poem, the words seemed to just go back out of her head there was no way she could analyze the poem. She fell asleep.

Yao woke up the moment the bell rang and began to pack her bag. She was a slow packer and everyone had already left the room when she spotted a loose sheet of paper lying on the floor.

Yao knew she shouldn't read it, but the writing was quite nice and her curiosity drove her on.

My little sunflower,

She tries so hard each day

A determined look on her face

I want to keep her close

But now she is quite far away.

My little sunflower,

Why do you stray?

Why do you keep me in this winter alone?

Why won't you stay?

Yao immediately regretted her decisions. She folded the paper and put it back on the floor, hopefully no one would notice that she had picked it up.

Perhaps the note was meant for someone else? Though something told her that that was not the case.

Yao changed her mind and decided to keep the paper instead, perhaps the writing would help her find the person who gave her the winter clothing.

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Lunch Break

Yao contemplated telling Alfred or Kiku about the creepy note, but she didn't want Alfred to do something silly or Kiku to be too worried.

She ended up cutting a small portion of the poem, just the word "winter" and handed it to Alfred.

"Do you know anyone who has this writing?"

"No, but I'm sure someone here does!"

" Wai-"

But it was too late and Alfred passed the small piece of paper down the table. Each person shook their head till it reached Toris, whose face looked rather pale.

"Oh I think that it is Ivan's. Where did you get this? Ivan doesn't like it when people touch his stuff…"

This time Yao began to turn pale.

How could I have not thought of Ivan?

It was so obvious in the note.

She turned to look at Alfred, then Kiku.

No, she decided. No, it was her own problem and she wouldn't tell them about it. She would have to deal with Ivan alone.

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After School

Yao went to hunt down Ivan, which was quite a change since it was usually the other way around.

"Wait!"

A voice cried from behind her.

"Yao, wait!"

She turned around, it was Toris.

"Yao, the paper, it was you who found it right?"

The usually shy Toris seemed uncharacteristically normal.

"Yes, I found it by my desk."

"Was there a note that went along with it?"

"Well….yes…."

"The note, it was for you wasn't it?"

"I think so, there wasn't really a name attached to it."

Toris sighed.

"Ivan never writes who the notes are addressed to nor his name. Yao, please don't go looking for him."

"How did you know that I was?"

"Because that's what I did before."

"Well I'm going unless you give me a legitimate reason!"

"Isn't seeing Gilbert beat up enough for you?"

Their voices raised in the hallway.

"No! No, it isn't. Gilbert could have just irritated him, I wouldn't know. And it looks like you know something about him that I don't and I think I deserve to know!"

"I guess that I should tell you, I mean you would probably find out eventually."