“Don’t get ahead of yourself! It may be that way for your admirers, but I view you as more of a nuisance. Are you sure that’s not just you imaging him wanting it; I have seen him push you away plenty of times before.”

   "Nuisance? Me? C’mon Odagiri, we’ve known each other for a while! I could’ve sworn you already warmed up to me at this point. He may push me away but not as hard as he could. Let’s be honest with ourselves, who would want to push this away?”

She let out a small chuckle at the boy’s joke, sure maybe supernatural things didn’t sound like anything that could be up her alley but you never know if you don’t try right? “Well h-honestly i don’t know what kinda club i’d like, B-But it is my first day; why rush? Though i don’t think sports are up my alley…At all” might as well be honest.

   . * ･ ｡ﾟ☆━”That’s understandable, you should take your time and test the waters. Maybe take a look at a few clubs you’ve never considered but had kind of an interest? It’s always exciting to expand your horizons and that kind of stuff,” Toranosuke suggested. “Fun stuff aside, over here is the area where all of the teachers’ offices are located. Might be handy if they make you carry papers over when you’re on class duty.” 

   Now that he thought about, was there really that much to the school? It was prestigious, sure, but he couldn’t imagine most other schools being too different. Greeting a few ladies that waved to him on the way, the two were headed towards their final stop, and one he wasn’t necessarily too eager to visit. “Up ahead with those big doors on the left is the student council’s office. Compared to most high schools though, we’re pretty well-known for having a powerful council...and I must admit there are some interesting people in there,” Toranosuke shrugged, rubbing a hand over the side of his neck as they began to walk past.

“Oh! Forgive me, I suppose I should have introduced myself before requesting your name,” she spoke with a soft laugh, “I’m Eli Ayase, class 3B. I transferred here from Otonokizaka Academy. I’m a former student council president, myself.” Toranosuke had already appeared to have piqued her interest. The young woman’s overall mood and expression brightened as he talked about the school. Eli was eager to learn more. This place seemed to have a lot to offer. While she loved her old school, funding was low and unfortunately there was only so much the school could provide to the students. They even stopped having events and festivals except for the one intended for prospective students.

“Supernatural Studied Club?” she repeated him, “Never heard of a high school having such a club. Now, I’m definitely curious about the activities of such a club. But I have to ask… what exactly would a Supernatural Studies Club do in a talent show?” she asked, smirking with a cocked brow. This was definitely something Eli would want to see for herself.

   . * ･ ｡ﾟ☆━"So you also had quite the responsibility to shoulder, too,” Toranosuke whistled, his head partially tilting in curiosity. “If you don’t mind my asking, what brings you here in the middle of the year? After all, you’re graduating pretty soon...” 

   A flash of light glinted in his eyes, he was glad she had asked. “There are a lot of things we could do as a club but, I suppose there’s no harm in telling you. As a fellow former pres I’m sure I can trust you with some preeeeetty confidential information,” he laughed, leaning closer and cupping a hand beside his mouth for dramatic effect. “We’ll be doing a cover of a song from an idol group that’s been very popular lately. Truth be told though, we suck at teaching ourselves the choreography.” It wasn’t easy to admit they’d been struggling, but Toranosuke was feeling a weird type of vibe from Eli. It was almost as if he knew her from somewhere, but couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

“I.. Well.. That’s, uh. You may be right, so I am basically stuck here with you. Aren’t your kisses with him mostly just you forcing yourself on him though? I’d hardly count those.”

   “You worded that a little wrong. You mean you’re basically always basking in my presence, because it’s never a negative thing to be in the same room as me. Hey, Yamada’s pretty strong! If he really didn’t want to kiss me, he would’ve resisted it completely!”

A bright smile formed on Eli’s face. Hardly anyone had acknowledged her thus far. By this time during the school year, everyone had their cliques and groups of friends and weren’t exactly looking to mingle. So naturally her first day had lacked in conversation. But at least he noticed her! “Yes, yes I am!” she spoke, giving him a small polite bow. “I thought I’d just come up here to check out the view, maybe uh…” she didn’t want to bring up her singing just yet, maybe idols were looked down upon here. Eli laughed nervously, politely covering her mouth with her hand as she did so. “It’s a bit awkward walking around when you don’t have anywhere to go, I guess.”

“And who might you be?” she asked.

   . * ･ ｡ﾟ☆━Actually, for once Toranosuke could relate. When he had first transferred to Suzaku High almost two years ago, he’d been a loner for a good chunk of the first trimester. “Then, have you tried checking out any clubs? Our school’s well-known for it’s annual festival, and almost all the organizations compete in the talent show. Maybe you’ll find one you like there!” It was the best possible advice he could offer. Blending in at a new school was troublesome, but if it hadn’t been for extra-curriculars, he wouldn’t have nearly as many wonderful memories to remember it all by.

   Whoops, where did his manners go? “Oh, right--I’m Miyamura Toranosuke, class 3C. Current vice president of the Supernatural Studies club, and also the former Student Council President. So if you ever need more information about anything in the school, I can definitely help you out!” he introduced himself, returning the small bow. “Forgive me if I’m mistaken, but I believe you have yet to tell me your beautiful name.”

Lone Notes

Kuromori was oblivious to the male that had seen her as she walked through the halls, her foot fall making little to no noise. With very little effort (and years and years of practice) the woman silently closed the door behind her. There was no one there as usual when she came around this time. She couldn’t think as she sat on the seat in front of the instrument. A slow hum came from the woman as her hands inched towards her hair, undoing the hair ties that kept them in pig tails. “That girl keeps them too tight” she complains in a hushed voice as she let her obsidian locks down, keeping the ties on her wrist for safe keeping. Now she could think. Dainty fingers hovered over the white keys before pressing down on them a low tune erupting out. She slowly began to play the made up tune in her head.   

   . * ･ ｡ﾟ☆━On his way back, the light sound of music streamed into Toranosuke’s ears. He wasn’t sure how to describe it. Sure it was being played on a piano, that much was clear, but the tone--the overall emotion in the song was a little hard to follow from the distance he was at. What he needed to do was get closer. And with that, Toranosuke had already found his feet taking him to the very door of the music room. He paused in front of it, trying to decide whether or not to enter. The piano itself was a lot easier to hear, but there was still a lingering muffle the separating wall brought.

   I want to hear what kind of song this truly is, he thought, his hand already turning the knob of the door. As noisy as the action was, there was an attempt on his end to open the door as quietly as possible. Hopefully the person would continue in spite of his presence.

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“Hmph. I could leave again if you don’t want my company. Hm, have you forgotten that I have kissed Yamada plenty of times and I assure you, it’s nothing special.”

   “Where ya gonna go though? I heard you and Ushio parted ways and now you’re just kinda there nowadays. Hey! I’ve kissed Yamada plenty of times and one. You must not be kissin’ him right.”

“S-Supernatural studies club?…S-Supernatural like warewolfs and vampires?” just thinking about such scary creatures made her tremble slightly, sure they might not be real but just thinking about such things left her paranoid “w-what if a alien comes but their not to friendly…”

   . * ･ ｡ﾟ☆━Yeah this girl might be a little too faint-hearted for the club. Toranosuke can only imagine how quickly she might collapse if Ito got the chance to tell some of her most elaborate tall tales. “Uhh, kind of!” he laughed, “We do investigate stuff from time to time, but I can assure you we haven’t found any aliens...yet.” But for what it’s worth, plenty of people around this school do act like they are. However, he’d rather not trouble her with his humor.

   “Since that doesn’t sound like your cup of tea, then is there anything specific you’re into? We have both sports and recreational clubs, so it’s not like you have to settle for archery or something,” Toranosuke pointed out, his outstretched arm directing her attention to the distant archery range outside of the building. 

“Of course I’m alive; seeing you act so pitiful and lonely makes me feel rejuvenated. Kiss? I’m sorry to disappoint, but I’m not Yamada.”

   “Yeah I was kind of hoping anyone else from the club would respond, not you. Don’t worry I’m not disappointed--Yamada probably kisses better anyway.”

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New neighborhood, new trimester, new school, new uniform, new class, new students, new clubs, new things to explore! Everything was… new. Eli Ayase, a new student at Suzaku High School, was trying her hardest to remain optimistic and enthusiastic about this new chapter in her life. A lot was left behind at Otonokizaka Academy, but when one door closes, another opens… right?

The young blonde let out a sigh as she slowly walked the halls of her new school. The school day was over and people were settling into their extracurriculars. With each room she passed, a group of students were gathered doing something. It all looked fun and Eli could feel herself yearning for it already. She needed some familiarity. That was when she found the stairwell that lead to the roof of the school. Sure, the group wouldn’t be with her, but she could at least find some time alone to do something she loved - sing. Eli gently closed the heavy door behind her and turned only to find that she was not the only person who had found their way to the roof. There was something else that was new to her school experience, boys. A silver haired boy to be exact.

“Oh. Um, sorry about that,” Eli spoke, laughing nervously while taking a few steps forward, “I thought there’d be no one out here.”

What exactly had him up there?

   . * ･ ｡ﾟ☆━Toranosuke was glaring into his phone at the sight of a new LINE message he had just received from Yamada. Their talent show dance practice had been moved to the park instead of the rooftop. God why does no one tell him anything until the last second?! A tad irritated, he threw his bag over his shoulder and was getting ready to leave when someone came through the only door. 

   “No no, you don’t need to apologize,” he insisted with a slight wave of his hand and a cordial smile, “I was about to leave anyway.” Toranosuke paused, observing the girl for a moment. He was so sure he would remember there being someone with blond hair and icy blue eyes in their school. “By any chance, are you a new student?”

Well at least one person liked her cookies…And they were good! last time she tried making baked goods it didn’t turn out to well and relief swelled in her chest at the other’s compliment “Y-You like them?…T-Thank you…”

Though when he asked to pat her head her whole face and a good portion of her neck burned, mostly because she secretly liked to be patted on the head, especially if she was told she did a good job “y-you can pat m-me if you w-want…Oh r-right, s-sorry” realizing she was taking up the boy’s lunch time she decided it was best to hurry things up “oh r-right you didn’t w-want me to apologize s-sorry…Ugh i did it again-sorry-oops s-sorry…Okay i-i think i’m just g-gonna stop t-talking now…”

. * ･ ｡ﾟ☆━With a small smile he pat the top of Chii’s head a few times before gently ruffling it. “Well, at least you’re putting in the effort,” Toranosuke chuckled. “Over down this hall are some of the older club rooms. Outside is a newly-constructed building where plenty of clubs have moved out to. If you ever feel like starting your own organization here, I’m sure the Student Council could find you a room. Or, you can join one. There’s a wide variety, including the Supernatural Studies club that I’m in.” Okay so he had to slip a shameless plug in there, why not?! Let a guy live--they could always use more girls in the room. 

Lone Notes

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A deep breath came from the red haired woman as she leaned against the counter of the school’s bathroom.  Her red eyes squinted into the mirror as if she were thinking heavily on something. In reality she was trying to reason with the literal voice in her head. This had to have been the tenth time that Kuromori had asked if she could borrow her body to roam around her school. 

It wasn’t like the spirit did anything bad, all she wanted to do was go into the music room and play the piano. That wasn’t the problem. The issue happened was when she got called out for not being a student. Her mode of action: fleeing. The strange thing was that she would seemingly disappear after leaving a room or going out the window. Scaring the living daylights out of faculty and students alike. It was a miracle that no one linked her to the strange talking going around.

A defeated sigh escaped the idol’s lips, negotiations had failed. The spirit inside of her winning: getting to do whatever she wanted. Another heavy breath left her right before her body was taken over; red hair became black and red eyes became blue. She essentially became a different person as the woman walks out the bathroom towards the music room.

   . * ･ ｡ﾟ☆━ When Ito had mentioned a recent string of unnatural events going on around the school, Miyamura became disinterested the moment they found out it wasn’t connected to the witches. If it didn’t have anything to do with them, then what was the point? It was probably a stupid rumor floating around from a misunderstanding--that kind of crap happened all the time. Or so he thought, until a passing figure caught his eye.

   He had only been wandering around the hallways after Ito had gone into another tangent on expanding the club’s supernatural studies, a talk he didn’t feel like sitting through again. Cue his excuse of using the bathroom, but taking his time. As in, using one on the opposite side of the school. The person had turned a corner when he noticed her, and normally Miyamura wasn’t one to pry but there was a strange vibe to the girl. Without hearing any doors, he didn’t see her when he passed the adjacent hall. Was I seeing things? No way, my vision’s pretty damn perfect...Right?