There Oko was, his picture was held up by a canvas and a white table placed in front, with bouquets of flowers placed on top. Ayato had somehow gotten a seat next to Y/n, and she felt so uncomfortable the whole time, she had to pick her nails just so she didn't have to stare into Oko's eyes or his.

She had let him down, and she could never get him back.

To many people's surprise, Y/n had bought a bouquet to place down, in honor of Oko's life despite him stalking her, she knows he was a kind hearted person.

She had heard the principal's same speech threes times now and his words rang through her head. Taeko sat on the other side of her, with a tissue in hand. Taeko urged her to take it and she did, wiping away some of the tears that ran down her face.

She was sitting next to a murderer.

And he was sitting next to a detective.

Y/n felt angry with herself, believing his lies when her friends told her he was nothing but trouble. Even before the announcement of Oko's death she had received a note saying "I know who you are."

What could she even do?

She was definitely next and the thought chilled her to the bone Amao, Kizano and Oko looked down at her from the stage, Oko's neck was bruised with a dark purple and yellow. His head was at an angle were his head was rested on his shoulder and the bruised line of the rope wrapped around his entire neck was as clear as day.

Soon she'd join them.

There was a purplish blue tint to his face, and Oko's neck snapped straight back into place making her flinch, and Ayato and Taeko stopped to look at her before looking back to the stage.

Ayato stared at her a little longer with a sympathetic gaze, their eyes met and she would have fallen for his tricks if she didn't know so much.

Ayato turns his head back to the stage, he notices how uncomfortable she feels, she picks at her nails and she sweats slightly. It doesn't matter how traumatized she is as long as he can have her.

She noticed the rope around Oko's neck, more specifically a noose.

He had been found hanging like a balloon a child had let go. She tried her hardest to stay by his side, and help as much as possible but he looked at her with fear in his eyes, reminding her off and deer staring at head lights.

He killed himself at school, someone had found him and he was past the point of being saved. Ayato had done this.

She hated him.

Every single thing about him.

The anger boiled deep inside of her and it was rising so high she was afraid she'd just snap, and lose it completely. She felt that kind of anger that was a flame, being fueled every second she was near him, she hated him as a whole. Those hands she had touched, had been the same hands that had committed atrocities, ending lives and ruining reputations.

She had to take a deep breath, to release all the tension out of her muscles.

The assembly had ended but she could feel someone's gaze on her, Beruma Dinkuri. She has short, somewhat bobbed, dark purple hair with side-swept bangs. Dark blue eyes and wears brown, square-framed glasses, she also has small freckles dotted around her face.

She had six a stromg sense of justice, yet for SE reason she believed Y/n had killed them all because she was seen with them at least once.

Bermuda would definitely be troublesome.

Ayato places his hand on her shoulder and leans forward, "I'm sure Oko is in a better place now" Ayato whispered and Y/n felt like punching him so hard, he'd land in a coffin.

"Thanks." She responded dully, not even meeting his eyes. She wanted to hurt him so badly, how dare he say that and he's the one who did this.

"And how does this all make you feel?" Genka ask, the school's guidance counselor, she helps students deal with personal problems, giving them advice on what colleges to apply for, and helping students decide what careers to pursue.

She is also responsible for deciding on punishments for students ,who break school rules.

She always wears a black dress with a very low neckline, revealing her cleavage, and has pantyhose underneath her skirt. Her hair is pulled back into a small bun. Her glasses are now red, her hair is dark brown, and her eyes are a light brownish-red.

"It makes me feel annoyed, death is out of my control and I have to except that..." Y/n sighs, defeated, she was informed to come here after Oko's assembly. She's just had been asked questions like, how you feeling, did you know all the people who passed, you mentioned someone called Ayato, are you two close?

She twisted the truth in some of her answers, she said Ayato was her friend still, she knew Osana from her class and said stuff like that, which pleased her.

"You have to excuse me for a moment, I will be back, stay here." Genka spoke, rising from her chair and exiting the room with her heels clicking as she walked away.

"Ayato Aishi is another problem for this school, we can't afford anymore issues! Not only is he killing of students but he's clearly doing this for someone as well, just like his mother. I won't tolerate this, it needs to come to an end!" The principal states, his eyes twitch at the thought of the two of them in his school, infecting it with an even worser reputation.

He had to keep that info room safe, after all she was the one who helped calm down the media and pesky news reports trying to look around the school.

"Y/n, is apparently his friend. But I believe there's a bigger issue, she has mentioned seeing or meeting all the victims at some point, that must be important." Genka replies, she's seen how crushed Y/n looks, she can barely last a second without fiddling with her fingers or refusing to look her in the eye.

Even those bags around her eyes are dark and heavy, she's also more fidgety and she looks paler than normal as if she's seeing something no one else is.

"It looks like that Aishi, Ayato has latched himself onto a person, it's only a matter of time before things get out of hand..." The principal trails off, he can't stop his murderous rampage so he has to cover it up, shove it under the rug and make sure the police don't check, after all the dead tell no tales.

He'll have to say something to get Genka off his back, "I believe, if we enforce a fitness program it will be enough to take the students minds off things. After all, our sports club leader will return next week and this will help for jobs he wants to ensue in the future. Plus, he only has to do it two days a week since sports day is on a Friday." The principal continues, his concern is not the students, it's there silence and Genka's, her strong sense if justice can be bothersome.

"Of course, sir but will this really help with a potential thre-" Genka is shut off by his hand raised, she stops talking immediately.

Meanwhile, Y/n is looking around the office, the floor is a scarlet red with a white carpet in the middle. Two beige couches and a coffee table are located on the south side, bookshelves line each of the side walls with potted plants at the end near the table.

She decides to sink into her thoughts, moving away from Ayato and more to her mother, she heard her mother was an alcoholic. Drowning her sorrows away in wine, till she felt numb and didn't have to think about her problems till morning, she's not too sure how she died but she's has an idea.

She heard that she looked a lot like Musume, before her sister changed how she looked, just so she'd look the best at Ackademi. She remembers going to the her local convenient store, to go shopping since Musume would rather starve then go and her dad practically lives at his business.

She stares into the dark red liquid that looked similar to the colour of blood, she only knew that because of all that blood that splattered across the stage when Kizano died. She picked up the glass wine bottle, and debated on whether she should take it in.

She decided to place it back, and walked through another isle, she passed a random person with black hair and pale skin.

She felt their stare on her back but she ignored it.

The door had clicked open and the guidance counselor had returned, sitting back in her seat, "I have decided to sign you up to a sports program, it may help you take your mind off things. Your friends will also join as well, so you will not be alone." Genka says, Y/n nods and shortly after she is dismissed from her office.

She pulls out her phone and taps on info chan's contacts.

Today

Y/n I know who the killer is.

Y/n It's Ayato Aishi

Info-chan I've decided that it's no longer your goal to tell me who it is. Now, you must prove it to the police, not me.

Info-chan Get them behind bars and I won't blackmail you or your father, time is ticking Ronshaku.

She felt like throwing her phone to the ground, what can she even tell the police? Info-chan is a son of a b-

She feels someone hugging her, blue hair blocks her vision. "Saki?" Y/n asks.

"Y/n, it's okay, I heard about the program, we can all get through this together." Saki holds a bag of chips she got from the vending machine and hands it to Y/n, she guesses it's repayment for the numerous times Y/n bought Saki sweet treats at the end of the day.

Y/n pulls her closer and they both smile.

We can all get through this together.

Yes, they can and they will get more evidence against him, tomorrow they will try using the evidence they have to see if its enough to charge him for murder.

Oh...Y/n when will you realize you submitting to me will be easier?