[b][u] 4/9 – Moki-Moki residence – Morning [/u][/b]

Another night had been spent wasted fiddling among cursed tomes and suspicious artifacts, yet to no avail. The creatures of the night hadn't answered her call, and she was seriously considering going to the local graveyard. At least there she could make contact with the undead, as dry and mundane as it was. Talking to the spirits alone was not enough - she wanted nothing more than to be able to feel their presence completely. Then they wouldn't call her a lunatic; then she could prove to them she was telling the tru-

Her morning alarm from her phone interrupted her train of thought. Though she was angry at the disruptive noise, she knew she couldn't get too annoyed, lest she break the thing like she had done a few months earlier. Swiping the screen to tell it she was up, she turned off the device and pocketed it. It's vibrations, however, caused her to bring it back out.

[color=red][i]'A text from Issei...?'[/i][/color]

Her fellow cult addict, Issei, had sent her a good-morning text. This was something Koi had come to expect of the young man, as he was quite profusely interested in the dark arts. Strange, considering his total lack of knowledge on the subject, but nonetheless it made Koi feel wanted. She didn't particularly mind his company, seeing as he was funny, though wished he had a bit more focus in times of importance. 

[color=lightgreen][b]'Morning, Koi! Just wondering if you'll be at the clubroom tomorrow? Since you can't come today and all that.'[/b][/color]

Koi's response was simple: [color=red][b]'I will be there tomorrow. I hope you're willing to learn this time. I need to get ready. I'll talk to you another time.'[/b][/color]

Issei sent a thumbs-up emoji, and the two left it at that. Koi could smell pancakes from the bottom floor of her house. Mother was likely trying to cook again. She sighed and went downstairs, after getting dressed. 

The rest of the morning was as it usually went: She and her mother didn't exchange too many words, with her mother being the forward person. She ate at her own pace and watched the news from the table. Not particularly bad weather in the evening, which would be good as it meant she wouldn't have to worry about getting pissed on visiting the therapist or graveyard. She'd grown less anxious around the therapist as of late, yet still wouldn't let her guard down completely. The amusing older lady brought a peaceful aura wherever she went, and didn't show any type of malice or resentment. At least not yet. It was her job, after all, to make Koi feel better about herself. 

Pretty soon it was time to leave. Koi made the last finishing touches, doing up her hair and adjusting her uniform, before she left home with her mother. The drive to the school wasn't particularly bad, however she did wish her mother would stop driving as though she wanted to get in a car accident...

[b][u] 4/9 – Hinasho High – Morning [/u][/b]

She kissed her mother and waved goodbye. Building ahead, head set to the floor, ears drowning away the everyday talk of students. Her headphones and music served as the gateway from her ears to the outside world, and that gate was shut right up until homeroom was about to begin. She covered her ears right up until everyone was silent, the sign that the teacher had walked in. Finally, Koi straightened out and let her hands fall, resting under the desk like any other student. 

She didn't expect the new student, however. He appeared simple, nothing particularly to note about him save for his hair. An albino? On closer inspection it was a possibility, however she chose to dismiss her own criticism for now. Something more important swiftly caught her attention:

He would be sitting next to her. 

Directly in-between Akamura and herself. This, Koi was [i]not[/i] happy about. She liked her seclusion - it meant less idiots to deal with. If he decided to get friendly with her, she likely wouldn't be able to contain her annoyance. Thankfully, the young man took his seat and didn't say a word. If he knew what was best for him, then he wouldn't talk to her. He'd only make fun of her once he learned the truth, anyways. 

[b][u] 4/9 – Hinasho High – Lunch [/u][/b]

Maki-Maki immediately stood at the lunchtime bell, bag in hand as she left the classroom, not saying a word to anyone. She hated sitting in class with everyone else. They were always so noisy. And like the rule-breaker she was sometimes attributed to, Koi made her way to the stairway leading to the roof and went up. Her own little place lay at the top set of stairs, next to the door leading to the roof. It was a nice and private location, and kept her away from those who would take another step further than her and open the door to the roof. She didn't trust those people, however the two parties made the unspoken agreement to not speak of each other's involvement on the roof. And so far, she and the other group had upheld that agreement. 

Lunch was standard. Rice, a couple vegetables, and some bits of beef here and there. Not the most ambitious she had made, but it did it's job and filled her up nicely. As she felt the growing thirst build up within her, she decided to head back downstairs in order to find the nearby vending machine for drinks. Unfortunately for Koi, there was someone there who appeared to be taking their sweet time. She sighed and near-silently crept up behind the woman. 

[color=red]"If you do not know what to order, shall I order for you?"[/color] Though this could be proposed as a means of wanting to engage in conversation, Koi just really wanted her drink, and wasn't about to wait five and a half years to receive it. The blonde seemed not quite like most people, however, though the feeling was very vague. [color=red]"Or will you be taking your time with this selection?"[/color]

[@Zaphias]