A/N: Timeline Y2-5, Back at school.

Chapter description:

After a long hectic battle in the island the students were now back in school,
Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, after getting phenomenal results has gathered the attention of all years.

Seeing this chance, Amasawa Ichika made her move the very first day of their return.

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Amasawa Ichika's POV

Class is back and lively, to say the best

Class-A barely held on the special exam due to my and Kiyo-senpai's results.

Even with some rough calculations, This class was likely to fall in either C, or the worst outcome, Class D.

It's not that the one leading it is incompetent himself.

(A/N: who was it again?)

I feel bad but, My class' leader can't compete with the likes of Tsubaki and Yagami.

Before the special exam started most of my classmates would either glare at me in hostility or pure curiosity, Maybe lust from the boys too~

I genuinely couldn't care less what they thought but now, The bad image that they had in their minds are gone.

It's not impossible for them to think I'd cooperate in the future too... Not that I would :×

Riiiing

Thankfully I needn't wait any longer, The bell signaled the end of class as the teacher bids his farewell.

Without missing a beat, I stood up from my seat quite energetically. Hopefully it showed on my face as usual.

Hearing the sounds of my chair, Some of them threw curious glances, some didn't really care.

I paid no attention to them, opening the door with a grin plastered on my face.

"What kind of teasing would work on him, I wonder~?" They were a rare breed, But teasing don't work on some males and female alike. Kiyo-senpai just happen to be one of those

It's a fact we know why he shows no emotions but... After more than 2 years here, I expected at least a hint of something, He even has someone to directly learn emotions, Yet I couldn't sense nor read any kind of emotion any and every time we meet. To be fair I'm not an esper but if Kiyo-senpai is just hiding it then he deserves an Oscar award.

Pity, Empathy, I didn't feel any of those. He didn't particularly need nor want any if we're speaking in his perspective.

Freedom -> Enrolling-> He wants to learn emotions -> Getting a textbook-girlfriend

"Has there been amy progress in their relationship?" I asked myself that question, As I smoothly jump up and over the stairs.

Taking the elevator would take too much time, hence I decided to take the stairs.

It's unlikely for Kiyo-senpai to go back to his dorms early since I expect his classmates to confront him about the recent special exam.

I did one last hop right after I arrived at their specified floor, I didn't count but I expect the time I spent dashing to be a few minutes or two.

The door to their class was partially open but hearing the voices, It's possible most of them are inside.

I peek through the said hole and saw Kiyo-senpai sitting on his seat like there's nothing going on. Even though he was surrounded he looked like he could care less.

"Are we getting an explanation from him Hirata?" Miyamontoshitface asked Hirata with narrowed eyes, it might be because plot development deliberately avoided him is what caused this.

The class roared in agreement, causing Hirata to pause for a bit. He's deflected against a few people for Kiyo-senpai before, but I doubt he can take on a full class.

"Guys, let's calm down. When Ayanokouji is fine telling us then we can know. For now let's give him some space." Hirata said, somewhat calming down the rest of the class. Kiyo-senpai had the same look on his face as always, yet his body was slightly leaned forward, showing some interest in the situation.

I'd have to wait to make my move, as most of Class D are trying to process what just happened. It's quite funny, seeing them try to figure out my senpai~

Speaking of my senpai, it seems like he's quite bothered now. His body is leaned backwards now, showing exhaustion. Horikita seemed to notice this, as she began speaking to him once again.

Ayanokouji POV

Currently, my class is discussing the latest special exam, with me as the main focus. A lot of people were conflicted about what to do, while some people were enraged, their minds filled with conspiracy theories about me. It was very strange.

I shifted my body against the metal chair to face my seatmate, Horikita. She was the leader of this class, and would have to give a statement sooner or later.

As I watched her twiddle her thumbs, I stood up. This was honestly getting tiring, and I would rather get this done earlier.

The class watched me as I confidently walked up to the podium, ready to take on any questions thrown at me.

"Hello, Class," I said, gripping the podium. "I assume you all have questions for me, especially after our recent exam. So, I'd like to answer any questions that you have."

Immediately, almost everyone raised their hand. This was going to be a pain alright.

"Uh...you." I said, pointing at a brown haired girl with tan skin. "How'd you win this exam? I couldn't get a grasp of it at all."

I scratched the back of my neck. "It's a long story-"

"What're you hiding?"

I looked over to see Miyamoto, who seemed to be fuming. He stomped up to the podium, and spoke to the class:

"Don't you guys think it's a bit suspicious that he suddenly has these performances?" Miyamoto asked.

"I already told you guys, he's secretly smart. What else?" Horikita argued. I'd thank her, but the intelligence excuse wasn't going to work here. The last test was mostly physical encounters.

"That doesn't explain how good he did!" Miyamoto said, making Horikita silent. The rest of the class agreed.

"So, are you going to answer?" Miyamoto asked accusingly. I could see a faint grin on his face as he stared me in the eye.

"I honestly don't have to answer your question, Miyamoto." I said, thinking on a whim. If I can pull this off, maybe he'll get off of my back.

"Why not?"

"Because you're not entitled to it. Ever since I entered the room, almost all of you have treated me with 0 respect." I retorted. The people I mentioned hung their heads in shame, while Miyamoto was still determined.

"I think we are Ayanokouji. Just tell me what you're hiding!" Miyamoto said, getting closer to me.

Hirata quickly came up and grabbed his shoulder. "That's enough, Miyamoto. You're getting out of hand." Miyamoto breathed heavily as he backed up, still staring me in the eye. I gave him a sharp glare, which made him wince a bit.

"Yeah, that's how you get them senpai! Keep it up!"

I looked in the direction of the noise and found Ichika, standing right there. Kei looked at her with wide eyes, eventually narrowing them.

"Uh, how long have you been here?" Someone asked.

"Ever since you made it back." Ichika said, a grin apparent on her face. The class watched in surprise as she happily skipped up to me.

"What's with the tense atmosphere? Did you really scare them like that, senpai?" she asked, holding her arms around my neck. Kei looked at me with blank eyes, so I assume I'm going to get punished for whatever happens.

"No, I think it's because you have your arms around me."

"But that's normal right? After all, this is what you do as a couple right?" Ichika asked. Since when were we a couple?

The whole class stared at me, especially Ike and Kei.

"YOU BASTARD!" The boys and Kei exclaimed.

I'm not going to have a fun day, am I?

Meanwhile, with MIyamoto

I walked inside my dorm room after another failed attempt. I had gotten so close, yet he somehow turned it around.

If you couldn't already tell, I seriously hate Ayanokouji. You see, in ANHS, he seems fine, but...

...he's the one who almost murdered me.

So, I'm going to ruin his life, at all costs. And in order to do that, I needed some dirt from school rather than in the past. Knowing that, I turned on my phone, and looked for a certain contact:

Onodera

TO BE CONTINUED?

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