Hello! this is the third chappie of money with the same code! I uploaded this one because I've finally reached the quota I'm aiming for heheh XD...
this story is not related with for better or for worse and clenching a tight fist! please review~

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Hibari Kyoya a second year student and one of the hottest and most eligible guys in Namimori Chuu for the first time is having a problem regarding women, or most likely A woman since it's only one.

"Am I turning into a stalker?" that question has been bugging his mind for the last week. For some reason unknown to him he finds himself going to school early, which is close to impossible before because he LOVES his naps, just to wait for the girl and stare at her. Then he will slowly follow her to her locker which oh so conveniently just across his but he's not surprised he didn't know because he always comes to school late. Then after that he will follow her all the way to the classroom and sneak a peek before he goes to his own. The woman, the one he's talking about is named Sakuma Ara, a first year student from class 2. During breaks he will find reasons to loiter in the corridors of the first year just to secretly watch her, not like anyone minded because that would mean they'll have the chance to stare at the elusive skylark. Then he would wait in the 2nd year hallways for the woman to pass by since the lab is located in the second year's floor and watch her. Come in lunch and he will head to the rooftop to watch the womaneat her lunch under the tree that can be seen clearly from the roof. And at the end of school he will follow her until the station and wait for her to ride before he goes to the station opposite of where he is and go home. If this isn't stalking then Hibari wouldn't know what to call it, and the most stupid part of this is HE Hibari Kyoya can ONLY watch and stare at her like some f*cking loser. He vented his frustration at the innocent trashcan in the corridor where he first met her and it caused the innocent can to fall and topple it's contents with a loud bang. "tch!" he clicked his tongue irritatedly cursing and continuously saying profanities in his mind about his f*ucking life and his f*cking stalker tendencies.

"Sob" he heard someone sobbed from his side and was planning to give his 100 watt glare at whoever it was that the dares to interrupt his "self-reflection" time only to stare wide eyed at the woman who's making his life miserable crying. It took all his effort and will power not to openly gape at her sad story state.