"Eh?"

Aoi and Akane shattered before your eyes, crumbling to the ground. You looked at them, eyes widened, while standing in the middle of Yashiro and Kou.

"Senpai, Y/N, stay back!" Kou jumped in front of you and Yashiro, shielding the two of you. Yashiro gasped and let out an ear piercing scream before falling to the ground. Kou cradled her in his arms whilst you just looked at the destroyed teens.

"What?! What happened?!" The rest of your friends came running towards the three of you. You looked at the crumbled bodies with lifeless eyes.

No. No, no, no, no, no! Damn it! Another supernatural! No wonder Hanako and Mitsuba's alive, it must've been the wonder Shijima-san. Now that you think about it… she probably is in that weird building you saw earlier.

After your friends explained that this was a normal thing to happen, Kou ended up arguing with Mitsuba.

"–This world isn't even real!" The pink haired boy yelled at Kou.

As your two friends began to chase after Mitsuba, you just stood there, staring into space.

'i knew it…' you looked up to face Hanako, who was already staring at you, 'damn ghost…' you looked down at your hands, bringing them into tight fists, almost breaking skin with your nails.

"And I thought this was going to be a good day…"

"Do you really… hate this world?" Mitsuba asked the three of you while he was bound to a chair.

"Of course! Aoi-senpai and Akane-senpai broke!" Kou exclaimed. You were just standing behind him, trying to calm him down by holding his hand. Redness raised to Kou's cheeks as your hand took a hold on his, but he ignored the bubbling feeling in his chest; he had other things to take care of!

Mitsuba looked at your intertwined hands and scoffed, "...hmph, oh just that." He stopped facing the two of you.

"Why you little…" Kou fumed as Yashiro tried to calm him down.

"Listen here," you started and let go of Kou's hand, "can you please just tell us?"

Mitsuba eyed you up and down, what happened to your usually happy and scary self? How did you become so fragile and timid?

"Please Mitsuba…" you begged once again, looking at him with pure eyes.

"Fine," he looked up at you with heart warming eyes, "if you hate this world so much… then try going to that place…" he gestured to the outside world. And there, a bunch of buildings were stacked onto eachother. That weird building!

"Why do I feel like my predicaments are always right?"

*

"If you want to change the world to how it was before, " Shijima-san started, "there is a simple method."

You looked at her with sceptical eyes, simple my ass! Let me guess, we have to kill someone?

"Yugi Amane and Mitsuba Sousuke," Shijima-san looked at the three of you, "you have to kill those two boys."

"I knew it!" You whisper-yelled.

"We have to… kill them…?" Yashiro began to speak.

"What does that mean…?" Kou finished her sentence.

"It means what she just said, dumbass." You glared at Kou.

Shijima looked at you with wonder in her eyes, until wonder turned into amazement.

"Oh my god! You're so beautiful!" She hugged you by the waist, "...those enchanting e/c eyes, perfect h/c hair and smooth s/c skin… you are what I call art!" Shijima inspected all of your features, taking in your appearance. The space between your faces wasn't big, barely two inches.

You blinked, processing what she just said, then a small blush appeared on your cheeks, "Ah, thanks?"

Kou and Yashiro glared at the school wonder with jealousy, how come you never blush when they compliment you? Shaking away that thought, Yashiro pulled you out of Shijima's arms, holding your hand.

"Anyways, what do you mean by killing them?" Yashiro asked while you gave her an 'are you serious look'. Kou took your hand in his, bringing you closer to him.

As Shijima began to rap up different type of murder technics, you just stood there, blushing. Has everyone always been this way with you? Always so touchy… wanting to be by your side at all times?

'Do they…? No, impossible. I'm a fearsome freak who doesn't have any romantic experience. '

You looked down at your hands, both of Yashiro and Kou's were still holding them. Beginning to doubt yourself, you thought:

'I'm an unlikable person who always has trouble chasing after me… I don't deserve friends. I…' you let go of your friends hands, '...I need to stop being so fucking lame! Cheer up Y/N! It's not time to be so depressing!'

"It's a fictional world!" Shijima threw her hands to the ceiling.

"And this is a fictional story made up by a mentally ill minor who has nothing better to do than making stories about her favourite characters, wishing that one day they'll be with them."

"Yeah, pretty much.." Kou agreed with you.

"What–?" Yashiro deadpanned at her two friends' conversation.

Bonus:

FAVOURITE TYPE

Yashiro looked lovingly to the side while she spoke into the microphone that was held in front of her, "Hot. Aaand~ Kind. Aaand~ cool. Aaand~ Y/N–"

Kou shifted awkwardly as he bashfully looked to the side, a small blush painting his cheeks, "Er… a cute smile… and a good personality…"

"You mean Y/N?"

Kou's face became beat red as he spoke , "y-yes..."

Hanako looked down, covering the upper part of his face, trying to hide the blush forming on his face, "..."

He quickly ran away from the microphone whilst shouting, "Y/N!" over and over again.

You were just sitting on the ground as you looked at Hanako (who was now running in the background, shouting incoherent words), "um… they have to be fictional."