Nympholepsy
A frenzy of emotion, as for something unattainable.
Chapter 2
After Karin had given the room a once over, she deduced that it was just a regular old classroom. She didn't know why it wasn't being used by a class at the moment, but she didn't seem to think it mattered, either.
Realizing she was going to be late to class if she didn't hurry up, she turned around and lightly jogged back down the hall. Once back in the entrance room, she darted down a separate hallway. Freshmen classrooms were on the first floor.
Once she entered the classroom, a couple of the students called a good morning at her. Grunting in response, she made her way to her seat and sat down just as the soft chime of the bell sounded.
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'Two X squared plus nine X minus four equals zero. Solve.' Karin recited, in her head. She was currently working on her math homework, and was having a bit of a hard time remembering the quadratic formula. 'What the hell was it? X equals the inverse of B plus or minus the… cubed root? Square root? Then what?' As she was filing in the numbers for the bits and pieces she could remember of the formula, she found that she must have been pressing on the paper too hard with her pencil, as the tip snapped off. 'Damn-it!' she mentally cussed. Standing up, she angrily grabbed her pencil and went over to the sharpener, which was mounted on the wall right beside the row of windows.
As Karin spun the handle on the pencil sharpener, she couldn't help but gaze out of the window. Being on the ground floor, there wasn't much of a view. But it did enable her to better notice a strange man standing at the entrance to the school grounds, watching the building. Pausing in her motions, she unconsciously leaned forward slightly, trying to get a better look at the man. He had bright, ostentatious, icy blue hair. The style reminded her somewhat of the rude, white haired boy from early; only this man's was thinner. Karin couldn't believe his grin was wide enough for her to see it from such a distance, but she could. It rather creeped her out. She couldn't quite make out the details of his outfit, but she did note that it was mostly white.
"Hey, Kurosaki, are you almost done?"
Whipping her head around at the sudden interruption, Karin noticed a small line had formed behind her. "Ah… yea." She muttered, pulling her pencil away. Looking back out the window for one last glimpse of the stranger, she was shocked to see that he was gone. There was no evidence that anyone had ever been there. She involuntarily shivered.
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Once the bell for lunch chimed, Karin reached for her backpack from the back of her seat. She pulled her bento box out, and set it on her desk. Just as she was about to put her backpack back, she realized something. Those older kids might be meeting during lunch.
Shoving her lunch back in her bag, she slung it over her shoulder and hurriedly left the classroom. She tried to move slow enough so as to not attract any unwanted attention, but once she got into the hallway, she seemed to stop caring about that.
Scurrying down the hall and toward the room she had earlier spied the older students, she noticed that she seemed to be alone. There were no other kids around her, which was odd. Usually during lunch, there was at least one student loitering in the halls.
Her pace slowed as she neared her destination. Once she stood before the open door, she was upset to find that the room was still empty. Walking forward and into the deserted room, she made her way to the windows. The sunlight was the only thing keeping the room lit.
She placed her hands against the cool glass, followed soon by her forehead. Karin let out a frustrated sigh and closed her eyes. Giving herself a moment to cool down, she just stood there like that. Once she was calm, she lifted her head and moved her hands to push the window open, so as to let a fresh breeze into the stale room. She leaned forward, placing her elbows on the sill and her head in her hands. Breathing in the rigid spring air, she was able to relax for the first time today.
"Ah! What the fuck?" Karin eyes snapped open as she heard a loud shout. Looking around her, she was unable to find anyone who the noise could have come from.
"Dude! Help me up already!" Finally looking up, Karin was shocked to see what appeared to be a dangling man! He was hanging from the roof, holding onto the broken chain link fence for dear life.
Spinning on her heel, Karin rushed out of the classroom and down the hall. She ran full force up countless steps until she made it to a dirty old metal door labeled 'roof access'. Throwing her body weight at the door, she pushed it open and stumbled forward onto the cement floor. Finally, she was able to give herself a moment to catch her breath.
Upon her abrupt entrance, the occupants of the roof turned to stare at the younger girl. Most of them, that is. The black haired girl from earlier seemed to be too preoccupied, hoisting the red haired boy back up onto safe ground. As well, the woman who she recognized as Matsumoto was twirling around with her eyes closed, singing "If I had it my way, you know that I'd make her say: Ooooooooh Ooooooooh!" whilst she clenched her pink iPod in her fist. A rough elbow to the gut was all it took for her to shut up and unplug herself. Now, she too stared at Karin.
"Ah-"
"I thought I set you straight this morning." Looking to the left, Karin noticed the same white haired boy from earlier.
Karin narrowed her eyes and turned around to close the door. Pulling on the latch, she successfully locked the door. No one could interrupt.
"Actually, no. You didn't. See, I've only been showing up around you guys because I want answers. So until I get what I'm looking for, don't think I'm gonna leave you be." She spat.
"Look, freshman, this club is invite only. We don't let just anybody in. Even if you are cute." Shifting her gaze to the right, Karin saw a short, yet still taller than herself, girl with her dark hair tied up in a bun.
Movement before her caught her eye, so she looked to see a bald man walk closer to her. "Hey, if she wants to play so bad, why not let her?" He smirked.
A man with dark, shoulder length hair sighed "Ikkaku…"
Karin began to grown nervous and the hairless man continued to approach her.
"What's the matter, baby? Scared?" He asked, leaning down and invading her personal space.
Karin was unable to speak. This man's very aura just completely terrified her. In one swift motion, Ikkaku was behind her with his hands clenched into the fabric on her shoulders. He pushed her forward, causing her to stumble slightly.
"Awe, what's wrong? What happened to all the big talk just a minute ago?" He taunted.
Karin was, by now, less scared and more pissed. No one treated her like a little girl. Her fear once again overwhelmed her though, as Ikkaku continued to push her forward and into the center of the group. Though they were once scattered around the roof, most of them had begun moving toward the middle of the floor.
With one final shove, she was absorbed into the group of dangerous looking teenagers. Gasping, she felt numerous hands over her. What little bit of safety she felt from the weight of her backpack was taken away as she felt it torn from her body.
The group continued to push the young girl around, causing her to become disoriented and embarrassed. As she felt a hand grab and tighten over her bum, though, she forgot all the fear the group had caused, and angrily kicked her foot out, making good contact with someone in front of her. She wasn't sure if it was the person who had grabbed her, but she was satisfied to hear a shriek of pain.
As the passing of the girl came to a halt, she looked down to the ground to see the bun-clad girl from earlier sitting on the ground and rubbing her already bruised calf. Karin smirked with satisfaction. The injured girl looked up at Karin with pure hate in her eyes and let out a battle scream as she lunged at the triumphant girl.
"Hinamori!" Someone shouted
Karin, startled, fell onto her back. Straddling Karin's waist, Hinamori threw a punch at her face. Karin's head snapped to the side as she felt the older girl's fist make contact with her cheek. At least she didn't go for the eye; she hit like a girl. Leaving no time for Hinamori to hit her more, Karin threw back her own punch, rolling so that the revengeful girl was on bottom.
She didn't get but two hits in, however, as she was grabbed around the waist and pulled off of Hinamori. In an attempt to cause more damage to the girl, Karin begun thrashing her legs around and pulling at the arms encircled around her.
Hinamori, as well, felt the score was unsettled, and moved to jump on Karin again. She too, though, was restrained just in time. Matsumoto had her elbows in the girls armpits, with her bent arms pointed upward, keeping Hinamori from advancing.
Karin, still not done, spit at the girl. And with that, Karin's captor, spun her to the left so had to strain to even look at Hinamori.
After she had calmed down some, Karin glanced up to see who was holding her. It was the red haired boy.
"Momo." A familiar voice called. Both girls turned to see the white haired boy.
"Shiro!" Hinamori replied, finally getting loose from Matsumoto and running to latch onto the annoyed boy.
"Whore." Karin muttered under her breath. She turned her head to look at the red-head again as she heard him chuckle quietly. She couldn't help the smirk that formed on her lips. Clearly, she wasn't the only one with that opinion of the girl.
The boy looked over to Karin, trying to lightly shake the clingy girl off of him. "What's your name?" He asked.
"It's polite to give your own name before asking someone else's."
"Toshirou Hitsugaya."
Karin smirked.
"Call me Karin."
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