C4 (Edited)

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(Yukari POV)

I gulp at their menacing stares, slowly stepping back behind Seijuro.

"I don't think they like me, Seijuro." I whisper to him.

He shrugs, and all I can do is pray that I get back to my room in one piece.

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Seijuro and I begin making our way home.

Turning the corner, I spot the dark blue-haired man from earlier a few meters away.

Ahh, isn't that Seijuro's friend?

Our eyes meet for only a second,  before I look away.

Are all his friend's this intimidating?

I can't help but look down at my shoes as the distance between us lessen by by the second.

Please walk past us. Please walk past us. Please walk past us.

I repeat over and over in my head.

"Daiki."

Seijuro, you shithead.

His eyes narrow at the calling of his name before meeting mine once again.

"Wha-?!" I cry out.

"You bastard-" He growls, grabbing me by my collar.

"She's not who you think she is... not now, not anymore."

Complete and utter confusion overwhelms me.

Do I know these people?

He lets go reluctantly. "How's she not? She still looks and acts like a bitch." He spits, glaring daggers at me as he speaks.

"She's not. Trust me, I know."

I back away in fear.

"Why... Seijuro?"

He drags me home, disregarding all of the questions I voice.

"Seijuro! Stop ignoring me!" I demand.

"Shut up and remember by yourself." He tells me before locking himself in his room.

Remember by yourself, he says.

I walk dejectedly to my own room.

Remember what?

I recall the scene that had happened moments ago and shiver.

The look on his face was spiteful, hurt, kind of... broken.

What could I have possibly done to them in the past to make things turn out this way? And why is it that I don't remember?

I groan in frustration, before flopping onto my bed.

"Did I even do anything?" I ask myself.

I don't recall losing any memories. Nor do I recall meeting them before today. So why? Why do they have this indescribable hate towards me?

Suddenly, I gasp in horror.

What if I get enrolled in the same school as one of them? Oh god. Please don't.

I bury my face into my pillow, wanting this nightmare of a day to end already.

Maybe I'll just return to America to be with Taiga.

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