-Kaminari : Warakuma High-

The boy sighed as he made his way to his high school, traversing down the lonely path. He didn't really notice any one of interest, hell even Yakudatsu wasn't there to chastise him for his actions. He felt that this was a rather unusual turn of events as someone usually went down the same path as him when heading to school. He felt the need to socialize with some on in some way, but was a bit socially inept due to the isolation over thepast few years. He very rarely talked with anyone, other than Sachiko who always had a perky attitude due to her facade. Kami felt he should maybe try and converse about something with someone, but who? He didn't really know how to hold a conversation, plus he could only talk about cases and that world. He scolded himself on depriving himself of making friends on during his second year, as he was running out of time. As he pondered on how to address this, he saw the school within his sight. Maybe he should try conversing with someone different, but who?

He took a look at the difference people he could strike up a conversation with, but he felt it would be rather awkward. I mean, a random stranger butting in and talking to you out of no where? Then again, that probably worked sometimes, but maybe now was a bad time. He ruffled his hair, accidentally bumping into someone as he headed to his homeroom. As he made his way there, he felt that this was going to be a long, unenjoyable day.

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After a rather short class day, the boy watched as most of his classroom members disperse themselves from the general area, leaving a few students behind in their wake. Kami shook his head due to a rather irritating headache that struck him a few minutes before class ended and began packing his bag up. It was time to head out and talk to Ayano, however he felt he should linger around the school out of sheer boredom. He didn't really have a job to attend to at the moment, but he felt he should complete the task that he came up with this morning. As he got up, and left the classroom, he took a look at the remaining students be for leaving.

As he walked around the building, he noticed a few lingering students talking about rather strange things. They briefly mentioned something about the cult and left, chuckling about something ambiguous. This had Kami gather some interest and restimulated some of the paranoia he held a week ago. He grinded his teeth before grunting in annoyance at what he had heard. As he began walking, he was approached by a rather displeased Makoto, who appeared rather annoyed at some unknown event.

"Uh, hey Makoto you ok?"

The boy did his best to refrain from blowing up in Kamis face and explained to him the current predicament. The Kendo Club was going to be shut down due to its lack of members. He began explaining how most of the members began losing interested after being drawn into some sort of organization. He didn't know exactly whothey were, but he also blamed himself on his incompetence in leadership before leaving the premises. Kami definitely became more suspicious of the cults misgivings, wondering how many people in town they had influenced. He felt that he needed to deal with them soon, and began wondering on how he could find them be for returning to reality.

As he wandered around the school, making small talk with a few of the students, one thing certainly bothered the boy. He had heard that most students from a specific class were talking about this boy and if he was ditching.

Kami was rather bothered by the temporary disappearance of Noboru, the boy who he pushed away a few days ago.

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-Noboru : The Other Day-

Noboru wandered around the town, finishing his visit to where he went. His mind wandered all around, not able to focus on any one thing.  He walked down the street back to his house, the roads dark and quiet, making the mood rather unsettling due to there being a few people who traversed the streets at night. As a few chills went down the boys spine, a piercing shriek pierced the air around him, possibly startling the boy. The sound seemed to have resonated from the alley, and Noboru, despite being tired, walked towards the sound. "What the hell was that? Guess it can't hurt to go look." Noboru stretched, his shirt bending beyond possible belief. his shirt almost tore, and he qucikly stopped stretching, so it wouldn't tear. Entering the alley, he yelled out to the scream. "Hey, uh is everybody alright down there? What's going on?"

As the bky made his way down the alley, the shadows began flickering away from him, prompting him to follow after them. He gave a shout out, but the man made no attempts at acknowledging the young man. The girl however kept screaming and begging for the boy to save her. She even screamed Noboru once or twice, prompting this to be a girl from the same high school he attended. As he made his way down the alleyway, he quickly turned to a dead end. Noboru was rather surprised at the transpiring events, prompting him to wonder what was going on.

Noboru broke into a full sprint, flexing his muscles, ready for a fight. Running into the alleyway, he ran towards the shadow, yelling at the top of his lungs now. "What's going on?" He yelled.

Before he could react, a cloth obscured his mouth and nose from the air around. Before he knew it, he was out cold, his body seemingly limp and lifeless. Snicker was heard by the two consious assailants who quickly struck up a fleeting conversation with each other.

"That was rather easy to pull off with you playing the victim! How do you know exactly if this guy is the target? We can't exactly tell who he sees in that mirror of his, so its rather difficult to find the ones... I mean he is the only one who can properly see who it is."

"Hey, despite how ambiguous it is, most of the members have been able to pinpoint the targets. We are at least eighty percent of the time right on who we grab, plus i know its him judging on the description our master gave us. Thank god i've been watching his movements and predicting his patterns on where he goes. Plus, that brat who held the auditions for her club made it a lot easier to identify who was who."

"Are you sure you didn't mix him up with someone else from the auditions?"

The banter went on as the duo slowly made their way to the hideout with an unconscious Noboru in tow. Surely their leader would be pleased with them if they collected the correct target. If not, they would release him back into Warakuma as if nothing had happened... Sadly, the boy wouldn't be seeing his friendly and familiar realm for a few hours as he was faced with the harsh reality of being thrown into a dangerous place known as the mirror world.