*Tomoko's POV* Earlier that morning:
As Tomoko climbs up the stairwell, she begins to worry about being late. "Damn, why do I have to be late, that means I'm gonna get yelled at by that old fart. Everyone will be watching me too, it's just like that time when I forgot my book, he yelled at me that time too." Making it up the stairs, and now down the hallway to her classroom. Taking a quite audible gulp, she opens the classroom door. Palms sweaty, and her heart beating 3 times faster than healthy. She begins to walk to her desk in the Middle of her classroom. "Huh, he hasn't noticed me yet, actually... No one has... This must be from my ghosting stealth... Grinning she keeps a steady pace to her seat, when all of a sudden the loud voice of the teacher jolts her as if she'd been struck by a bolt of lightning. "HEY, WHY ARE YOU OUT OF SEAT!" Visibly shaking she begins to stammer with a knot in her throat. "I...I..ah...I was..I..was l..late..." The teacher puzzled checking his attendance sheet, What's your name? "K...k...kuroki...To..Tomoko.." She croaked out the words. The teacher whispers to himself. "how did I miss her name? Anyway, just take a seat." Tomoko walks to her desk slightly faster than her previous pace. Trying to hide her face out of embarrassment, she thinks to herself. "How did he not know I was late, that stupid idiot!"
Spacing out through the day Tomoko made it passed her first class. Putting her head down pretending to sleep, something she's gotten quite good at, she began to think about today's events."I can't tell where the hell this day is going, first I get lost, ah but then Imae-sempai showed up and walked with me too school... That was kinda weird, but she didn't seem to remember the "underwear" thing from last time. Damn, because of that I was so embarrassed I couldn't speak. Then I'm late, and get yelled at, he...he didn't even remember my name. Why did my desk have to be moved as well, I was so much better off in the corner where the anime mc sits, now I'm over here closer to these sluts and, horny guys, all they ever talk about is there damn karaoke, parties and what they said on Twitter!" Miraculously, Tomoko made it through half of the day without being called on, she finally "woke up" from her pretend slumber, to find that the teacher gave the class some free time before lunch. As Tomoko puts on a very convincing fake wake up, complete with a yawn, she begins to praise herself for her outstanding performance. "Man, I can't believe I was able to just sit her like this for that long without a single person bothering me." Glancing at the clock Tomoko realizes it almost time for lunch. "Oh. It's that time, huh." Finally, the lunch bell rings as kids move across the classroom, moving to other desks, friends leaving for other classrooms, even some kids playing some games on there PSP's. Doing what she always does, Tomoko grabs her lunch from her bag and walks out. She walks past the stairwell staring up at where she used to spend her lunches before they cleared out the unused desks. "If only they hadn't done that." Walking to the bathroom she was relieved to see it void of students. As she walks to her favorite stall, she sits on the Toilet seat and reaches in her pocket for her Nintendo DS. She had made a habit of bringing it with her all the time for lunch to keep her occupied. As she probed her pocket for the device she was surprised to see that it wasn't in her pocket. "Huh, wait, what. Where is it?!" Thinking back she remembers the previous night. She had stayed up all night playing an eroge game she bought for it, she left it somewhere in her bed sheets. Slightly agitated she checks her other pocket for her phone, and is again shocked, she left her phone on her computer desk at home. Even more agitated she begins to open up her lunch, first, untying the cloth napkin around the box, laying it across her lap, then, taking the top off. Looking down at her lunch she thinks to herself. "How did I manage to forget everything, but my lunch" slightly grinning. "What a loser I am for staying up so late playing eroge games that I forgot about that. Shaking her head, she grabs her chopsticks, and puts a piece of chicken in her mouth. Slowly chewing it, she begins to examine her surroundings. Looking at the graffiti on the stall door, there were phrases like: "fuck school" and "I'm gonna slap that bitch across her arrogant face" made Tomoko chuckle. Grabbing some rice and putting it in her mouth. One of the skills that Tomoko acquired from being an "anti-social" was being perceptive, noticing things that you normally wouldn't pay much attention to. To her it became an unconscious hobby, she didn't as much enjoy it, but it was a good way of killing time, something that Tomoko had an excess of. Sitting in her own silence she continued to eat her lunch, with the occasional sound of water dripping from a faucet. Seven minutes had gone by. Ten more minutes had gone by. Barely putting a dent in her lunch, she slowly lowered her chopsticks, resting her hand in her lap along with her lunch container. Something was bothering her, the same thing that bothered her every day, but today the thought hit her worse than it ever had. "I'm alone again...in the girls restroom...eating..my lunch." She thought this with a knot growing in her throat, shakily picking her chopsticks back up, pushing herself to continue eating, but ended up letting her hands plop back down on her lap. A few tears began to form in her eyes, and soon made their way down her cheeks. As she wiped the tears off her face, even more tears came streaming down her face. As she sat there trying to hold in sobs, she stopped holding it in and began to cry. She cried, and cried, like a child lost and alone void of their mother. For five whole minutes she cried, with her thoughts fueling her emotions. "How...how did I end up like this... I... I.. Don't have a single friend in this school who wants to talk to me, or to even put with this...Loser... The only friend I have is too busy being popular with her boyfriend, to at least talk to me... Even my own brother... doesn't want to talk to me... My mom thinks I'm just hassle...and now look at me...I'm I'm crying like...like a pathetic baby." After her weeping began to subside, she again tried to continue eating, with some success though still sobbing, began to pick at her lunch again. Flinching as she heard a noise, but shrugged it off as nothing.
Looking down at her lap she noticed how her yellow jacket had gotten slightly damp from her crying, and even noticed her nose was running slightly. Thinking about how she would explain that to anyone who saw her, her focus switched from looking down at her jacket to her shoes, noticing a pair of shoes facing her outside of the stall, she jumped in shock noticing someone had been standing there. Panicking she tried, to muffle her crying, when she heard. "Are you alright?" In a soft girls voice. She tried to pretend like she wasn't there, but to no avail the girls asked again. "Would you... Would you like to talk about it?" For a second Tomoko actually thought about this, but became embarrassed, so she sputtered out. "ju..just, l..leave me alone." Though the girl was persistent, and fought back. "I'm sorry... But... I'm not going to leave, until you tell me what's bothering you. Please, just let me help." Almost convincing Tomoko to talk, She began to think of something to make her go away. "Maybe If say something really cliche she'll just understand and, leave me alone, oh I've got it." Tomoko finally responded with ""m..my..my.. Boy..boyfriend...dumped me.. No..I...I dumped my b..boyfriend, a...and..I...I.." Waiting with puffy cheeks and a still running nose, she sat hoping she would leave, but was discouraged when she began to console her. "Boy troubles huh, well, I don't have much experience on that end my self." she said with slight smile "sometimes I think people are afraid of me, or more intimated rather, than to confess to me. Actually I received a love letter once... Though that person asked me to meet them at the gates of the school one afternoon, but he never showed up. It must have been my fault." Listening to this Tomoko, even though it had nothing to do with her real problems, began to feel a little better. As Tomoko contemplated about asking what happened to the boy, the door swung open, and the girl came in falling back first, but was able to catch herself. Tomoko still surprised, waited as the girl turned around, mid apology. Tomoko reconized the girl... The same girl from earlier that morning...