Despair Academy - A Game of Mutual Killing

Masuyo carefully observed the behavior between the two. They were obviously interested in each other, although it may have just been as friends. Or so she thought until she caught Ayumu staring at Chinatu's boobs. Good one.. she thought to herself. Ayumu was so terribly awkward, and he knew it. He couldn't keep eye contact, stuttering, accidentally pointing out his flaws...he was obviously attracted to Chinatsu, though Chinatsu may have been oblivious. Masuyo smiled slightly. Only the first hour or so and already so many secrets to use against everyone... I love my life.

"No more hints!" Masuyo said smugly. She knew they'd never guess it. People relied on stereotypes too much to make their judgments, and never saw the truth that was right in front of them. Her smile turned to a condescending look as Ayumu said it might be a prank. "Are you stupid? Who the hell would go to such trouble? The headmaster would know anyway." For a gamer, he had horrible common sense. She shifted her weight to the side impatiently as she waited for one of them to make a guess. He was obviously thinking hard. Masuyo bet herself that he wanted to redeem himself in front of Chinatsu, since he was being so terribly idiotic earlier. It was a gamble, playing this sort of game with a person such as Ayumu, but Masuyo would always have the upper hand. Stereotypes were her saving grace. If you can't beat them, use them to your advantage.

Masuyo's cool smile broke for a split second as her title was said out loud, but that second felt like an eternity. No one had ever guessed it before. Even if Ayumu said it as a joke, fear ran through Masuyo's heart and was sent all throughout her body. If they knew who she was, every ounce of trust they may have or would have in the future would disappear in the blink of an eye. Everyone would hate her and she wouldn't be able to pull any of her tricks. She might even have to open up to these freaks. Hell, she wasn't even sure she remembered how to open up in the first place. Who even was she anymore besides a manipulative observer, always looking for her next way in?

Luckily, Chinatsu didn't believe it either, so she was able to laugh herself. "You two really think someone as beautiful as me could be a criminal? Criminals are dirty scum. I'm too softhearted for a life of crime."  She shifted her weight back to normal and continued, more serious this time. "No. I won't tell you. You have to guess."

Suddenly Masuyo heard a new voice, and quickly turned her head in that direction. Bandaid on nose, clumsy. Dorky outfit, either trying to make us laugh or horrible fashion sense. Probably a bit oblivious to the world. Overly happy, even more evidence towards being oblivious. Slightly smelled like perfume? Either gay, a pervert, or had an annoying sister who intruded his personal space.

"Oh, hello there!" she said sweetly. "There are others looking for lost people like you. I'm so glad you could find us." her voice was overly sweet, but filled with sarcastic undertones. Masuyo had a new player in her game now.

Not sure of what else to do, Tsukiko gave a farewell nod to Rin and went over to Sayuri.
"As your new classmate, I feel I should introduce myself. I am Tsukiko Kurosawa and it is moderately nice to meet you." She wondered if she should befriend the CEO. Even though she was an acrobat, it could never hurt to have a potential business partner, "It's very impressive to be maintaining a business while only at high school, congratulations. And Tsukino-san, I have seen some of your artwork. It's wonderful."
Well, it never hurt to be nice. Even if it was after leaving a conversation with someone else

"Oh! Um, yes thank you, it's not easy, certainly."

Saito was taken aback, the thought that someone had taken the time to find out about their classmates alarmed him somewhat, sure everyone else could have been just as lazy as him but the realization that he'll be asking names when everyone knows one another... shocking.

"I guess it is a lot of work, but uh I never went to any School as a child, my father couldn't afford it, this is my first time taking some form of formal education!"

Ah that right, Pop was a simple fisherman at the local docks, it was only through Saito selling his Father's catch and trade that he managed to scrape together enough for a small store. From there it only bloomed, investing in the right suppliers, keeping the right clients.

Pop had never been to school either, his father did just fine without it, Saito thought. Although he never involved himself in the company affairs, at all.

"That is very impressive! You've done so much, yet you've never even done something simple like going to school," Tsukiko replied with a friendly smile,"Though, I suppose that with all you do, there wouldn't be much time for it."
Some of her classmates were truly amazing, being able to do so much no matter how little life gave them. Of course, that was why they were at the school. Because they were simply the best there were.
"I haven't spent much time in a school either, though in my case it was due to homeschooling. I try to practice as much as I can and school takes up a good amount of time." Tsukiko admitted. There was, of course, also the fact that she didn't normally get alone with children her own age, something that was proven when she had been enrolled in a prestigious private school for younger children and ended up leaving because she wouldn't get off the roof of the school. (To this day, still no one knew how she had done it. They had to bribe her down with sweets and a puppy.) "In any case, I wish you luck on your first school year!"