My name is Kotani Kazuyo, by the way. I should have said that. My friends just call me Kaz. Around me were the 11 students of class 2-9 in Sekishingessha Academy who had managed to land themselves in time out. As I looked at each one, I tried to imagine why each of them was sat here with Matsuno-Sensei staring at them with somewhat unsavoury eyes. I can see him watching Nishihara closely, and she herself is staring at the floor, for once not making a snappy or unpleasant comment. She seemed upset, actually.
I looked around at everyone again. None really friends. None really enemies. In a way, I was just the odd one out. I was really just the weird one, I guess. Then again, everyone has their roles. I'm the weirdo, Chitose is the girly girl, Nishihara is the bully, Teruhiko is the fat one...all sorts. I opened my bag and checked through some files. I had a lot of papers and junk in my bag.
"Matsuno's gone." Teruhiko called out. I turned to see him excitedly tugging at Nishihara's sleeve. They'd known each other since they were little, so they were pretty close. Something like that. I don't even know. Everyone seemed to perk up then. At least the pervert was gone. Things were more fun now. People started talking. And there I sat in the middle, a little paper doll before me on the table.
"Guys?" I asked suddenly. "Mind if I try something?"
"Oh, look out, she's gonna curse us." Nishihara joked.
"It's not deadly, is it?" Asked Kazufumi.
"Do we have to do anything?" asked Rumie.
"It's simple!" I assured them. I presented the doll. "It's a charm to keep friends linked, you see."
"We're not friends." Nishihara muttered, rolling her eyes.
"Shut up. You can sit in the corner and mope if you want. It could be like our secret army against Matsuno-Sensei. Everyone grab hold of the doll."
Everyone reluctantly did as they were told. It seemed like we all liked the idea of being a secret army against the pervert teacher. Everyone took hold of the charm doll, smiling.
"Okay," I said. "Now everyone chant 'Sachiko-San we beg of you', it doesn't have to be out loud, but you have to say it once for everyone here. That's twelve times. Ready?"
"Yes." Everyone said. There was a long silence, and everyone made a small signal when they were done.
"Okay. Hold tight, don't let go, we're going to pull until it tears into twelve pieces. Come on, pull."
And we pulled, and it tore.
"Now what?" Asked Kiyomizu, hands on his hips.
"Put it somewhere safe, keep it on you." I told them.
"Is that it?" Asked Jou.
"I expected more." Teruhiko. admitted softly.
"Whatever." Mumbled class rep Nishimoto as she turned to walk away, but when she got to the door, it wouldn't open. "What the...?" She tried to tug it open to no avail.
That was when the earthquake started. Everyone clung to something or someone in the adrenaline rush of pure fear. I remember clinging to the teacher's podium with a shriek, not understanding what was going on. And then the screaming got louder as the floor began to fall out from underneath us and we all pressed ourselves up against the board.
Reference images for the main characters because why the hell not?
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