Here he was. He was back here again. Staring at the gaping school gates the boy felt not a shred of desire to enter, in fact he felt not a shred of desire for anything anymore. The wind blew his messy purple hair as the car behind him pulled away and left. Puffing a sigh he took the first step that brought him through the gates again. This was his second year here and if anything it was more or less like he was stepping into prison. After getting to his room he sprawled out on his bed like a starfish. Sure he was short and had some mental problems ( known for being unhinged and crazy ) but he only laughed to himself the more he thought about it.

Kokichi sat up in bed. He had felt the presence of being watched… glancing out his window he saw somebody duck beneath the window frame. A STALKER?!?! he totally shrank back in outrage, before he remembered that this person probably herd some sort of horrid rumor about him. Shaking his head he got out of bed and opened the glass door to the balcony. Tossing a piece of candy over the far distance to land with a clink against her own balcony door. This was the least he could do to sooth this person and let them know he wasn’t that bad.

He paused outside of his door before he laughed while holding his stomach. It’s not a earthquake dummy it’s just candy he called out.