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As soon as the guidance counselor left, Haya was swarmed. Specifically by a group of tanned girls with blonde hair and phones in their hands. "Hi! What's your name?"

"Are you new here?"

"Which class are you in?"

Question after question was thrown at her. A blush warmed her cheeks. She did not plan for this. Not at all. She expected to be friendly with everyone, not be swarmed by them!

"Hi...Hi, I'm Hayami Saito." She bowed softly. "I am new and uh..." She looked down at her schedule, "I'm in class 2-1."

"Yes! That's my class!" One of the tanned girls with pink and yellow strands in her blonde hair. "I'll take you there!" She gave the new girl a warm smile. "I'm Hana Daidaiyama." She extended her hand out and Haya shook it.

"Nice to meet you." Haya gave her a smile that made her vulgar heart melt at the sight.

The other girls in the group introduced themselves and Hana took Haya to their classroom. Beside them, students all whispered among themselves, gossiping about the new girl. For some reason, they found themselves lured to her. They wanted to introduce themselves, make friends with her. They found themselves entranced with her. A witch had cast a spell on them. Metaphorically, of course.

Hana took Haya to her class. Hana took her seat and patted the seat down next to her. Haya took the seat. It was the middle seat in the last row. The other four girls surrounded her, pulling up chairs to sit around her table, blocking everyone's view to see the new girl. They gave the girl an introduction to the school, telling her some rumors and about the different clubs.

At 8:15, the other girls got out of the seats and walked off. They waved goodbye to Haya and Hana, smiling brightly.

Haya was happy when she befriended the group. They seemed like a nice bunch, she thought to herself. I guess I found my group.

While Hana talked about the most random things, Haya felt her phone go off. She pulled it out of her pocket and looked down. It was an unknown number.


Who is this?

I saw you talking to that group of girls today.

You mean Hana's group?


What's wrong with that?

I want to give you some information about them.

Haya furrowed her brows at this. Who was this person? Was she apart of the school? Lots of questions filled her mind.

"Hey, Haya!" Hana snapped her fingers in front of Haya's face. "Are you paying attention?"

Haya turned away from her phone and looked at Hana. "Sorry, what were you saying?" Her phone went off a couple more times, vibrating silently in her hand. She looked down and read the messages that popped up.

They're dubbed as the "bullies".

They pretend to be pure angels but they're the cruelest people in school.

They bully students with low reputations.

Haya couldn't believe what she was reading. She glanced at her supposedly new friend that was mindlessly chatting on and on about the most trivial thing ever. She did not expect her to be mean.

Low reputations? As in low popularity among the students?


Why are you telling me this?

I would be sad if something bad happened to you on your first day.

I think you might want to stay away from them.

Who are you?

I'm the person nicknamed "info-chan" at school.

They told me about you. You blackmail girls and sell panty shots to boys. Nobody knows your real name.

The rumors are true.

If you ever need a favour, text me a panty shot and I'll give you whatever support I can.

Haya felt disgusted as she read the message. That was gross. She would never go that low! That was disrespectful in many ways. She saw the door open and the teacher walked in. She quickly typed a response.


That's violating someone's privacy!

Hmm...well, for you, I wouldn't mind helping you out just like that.

If you want to know personal information about anyone at our school, just send me a photograph of their face and I'll tell you everything I know about them.

Still not going to do that.

If you want my help, text me. If you don't care, ignore me.

I hope you know which way to go about school.

Haya shook her head and turned to the teacher who was about to start the lesson. She put her phone in her pocket and pulled out her utilities for the lesson. Violating someone's privacy for this girl's own gain? No way. That is gross.

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