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However, Anna, who was the most perceptive, couldn\'t help but realize the deadly glare someone was giving to them, especially to her and Elena…

"Hey Elene, have you not noticed how that creep is glaring at us all the time? It gets on my nerves…" Anna sighed, pointing at Monica who drinking some juice, while her big, black eyes were glaring at them as if she was piercing through their souls.

There was… certainly something weird with the girl. But Elena never truly paid attention to her at all, nor had ever talked with her before either. But that glare was… something creepy.

"Huh? Ah… She\'s really glaring at me." Elena glanced at her back; their eyes met.

"Gah?! Ugh- Cough, cough…!" Suddenly, Monica was shocked when Elena glanced back, coughing her juice and getting it all over her desk.

"Are you okay?" Elena asked, standing up and giving her a handkerchief she had, while using some toilet paper to clean the desk. "Sorry for startling you."

"Uwaah?! E-E-E-E-E-Elena?!" Monica almost had a heart attack as Elena walked to her side and helped her out.

"Yeah, that\'s my name." Elena said with an expressionless face. "Are you okay?"

Monica suddenly grew redder and redder as she saw Elena right at her side. She could even smell the sweet, floral scent of her hair!

"A-Abahabaah- Guagh… F-Fi… F-Fine! I\'m fine…" Monica began groaning due to her stuttering. Her words seemed almost incomprehensible until the end.

"Um, okay…" Elena said, as she attempted to walk away. "Be careful next time."

"Y-Y-Yeah!" Monica cried, nodding nervously.

She quickly noticed how everyone in the classroom were looking at the peculiar scene, glaring at her angrily… Anna didn\'t helped because she was rather harsh with her.

"Hey, don\'t blame it all on Elena, you were glaring us all the time." Anna said.

"E-Eh? A-Ahh… S-Sorry! I\'m sorryyyy!" Monica suddenly started crying, while running away from the classroom.

"Seriously, what a creep."

"She\'s really a weirdo."

"That girl can\'t even speak properly."

"Shouldn\'t she be in a school for disabled people or people with special needs?"

"Hahaha!"

The other classmates that were around started joking around and laughing at her.

Elena grew slightly angered at this whole situation.

"Anna, you didn\'t had to be so rude with her." Elena said. "She\'s just anxious, I was like her before."

"Okay, maybe… I went a bit overboard." Anna sighed. "But seriously, you couldn\'t sense it? She gives like… a really weird vibe. I just can\'t trust her."

"Hmp, aren\'t you being a bit too superficial?" Elisa laughed. "For someone so ungifted such as yourself, you\'re very cocky."

"Ungifted?! What does that even means?" Anna asked.

"Ohohohoho! Find it out in google." Laughed Elisa.

"Hmm, anyways, I feel terrible now. You made her cry. You better apologize to her later." Said Elena.

"What? Why?!" Anna asked angrily.

"Just do it, okay?" Elena asked. "You make it feel hard to just be a decent human being, god…"

"Okay! Fine, don\'t get so angry now…" Anna sighed.

She was actually an asshole and a very rude girl, it is method of self defense she developed in her younger years, as Anna grew up in a very dangerous school. Making herself feel unapproachable to others… Though, this wasn\'t really the time to act like this.

Elena was her weakness, however, if she got angry at her, Anna would immediately try to cheer her up and change…

…

Meanwhile, Monica reached the girl\'s bathroom and started crying inside the toilet. She felt regret, anger, and frustration on herself, while at the same time, she became more and more envious of others.

"Sniff… Why am I so stupid and useless…?"

"I always makes things worse…"

"I wish I could be like them…"

"If only… I was like Anna, Elena would give me all her attention…"

"T-That damn Anna…!"

"If only… If only…"

Monica has been in these classes for two years now. At the beginning she had tried to be more sociable, but always failed to speak properly, and was too overwhelmed by other people.

The traumas of her childhood had marked her terribly, and it wasn\'t as if her family had changed since then, abusing her, never giving her attention or love, and never rewarding her for anything.

"If only" was always something she thought about.

These emotions swirling inside of her heart, and coursing across her body, emanating as a dark aura constantly amplified more and more since the First Contact.

Although she had no idea, several entities, especially Hollows, had been following her around, and draining away her dark emotions and mana, some even were born out of her own dark aura.

And such a fermentation of malice made her an incredibly perfect vessel for some vile entities from another world.

"If only, dear?"

As Monica cried, she suddenly heard the voice of a young girl around her same age.

"E-Eh?! W-Who\'s there?!"

She thought someone outside was bullying her after hearing her cry.

However, there was nobody in the bathroom.

"I am not outside the bathroom, actually."

"E-Eh? Where are you?"

pαпdα Йᴏνê|,сòМ "I am… inside of you."

"I-Inside?"

"I am someone that has been watching over you. Your suffering, your pain, your traumas, your frustration, your hate… It is all so very sad; it broke my heart…"

"E-Eh?"

Monica was confused, extremely so, but she couldn\'t deny that her words were soothing, and that they were making her feel comfortable, and understood by someone else.

"A-Are you a ghost? O-Or a spirit?" She wondered. Amongst her strange hobbies, Monica liked to investigate paranormal things.

"Fufu, it could be said I am both." Said the voice. "How about it? Do you want to be friends with me? I can give you the strength you want…"

"The strength… I want?" Monica asked, her eyes suddenly glowing red. "Yes… Let\'s… become friends…"

"Good~" Laughed the entity. "Let\'s be best buds from now on, alright, Monica~? Now, let\'s slowly plan out our week~"