"Pandemic that is spreading all around the world?! Only meant to erupt at the same time like some kind of timer?! That is stupid!" Is what I shouted and huffed and puffed before coming to school. Other student would probably be beyond joyful if their parents told them to stay at home. Not sure what they would think about the Pandemic Situation.
I didn't need to come to school for studies; I am the Genius, Saya Takagi. I have already completed my studies for this year. All I need to do is to perform. I am the daughter of Takagi Family, I always had the pressure to perfect, to be the daughter of Takagi, but one day, it all changed.
One day, a pair of siblings came to my school. And they were a sight to behold, something out of a manga or a novel. The younger sister between them was gorgeous, she got good grades. She managed to skip a year, and she seemed perfect.
Usually, girls would be jealous of other beautiful girls, but that was when they competed. She was on a whole different level. Soon, everyone started calling her the dream girl. She instantly became popular in our school and the surrounding schools. Everyone was so crazed about her they didn't even see her brother.
He was different from any of the boys in the school. I could never understand what made him so different, there was an air about him. When he would sit and look out the window, when his hair would sway with the wind, his melancholic eyes gazing into the distance.
Everything about him was enough to drive any girl crazy. Then, the only time I saw him smiling, laughing when he was with her, and the only time she looked happy when she was with him.
I kept watching him, out of curiosity at first. I needed to figure out what was going on with him, what was that air about him, and then one day, a gang came to the front gate. I couldn't believe what I was watching. It was so stupid; everyone is so stupid. I couldn't believe it was happening in real life, a gang coming to harass a girl.
I messaged my father. If it was the usual, then I would have never bothered him. But her beauty truly made men crazy.
Seeing how they were so stupid; they might go too far and it would be too late to react. But those two kept walking like they didn't even see this group of bikers.
The moment one of them tried to reach out for her...I blanked out. I couldn't process what had happened.
I knew he was standing beside her, with his bag over his shoulder, talking with her without a care in the world.
He held the man's wrist, which was twisted backwards. He ignored his scream, and she kept smiling at him, that smile that was only for him.
Seeing them stand there like that...I cried. I didn't even know why...but a tear dripped down my cheek.
After that, the school went wild. It was scary. He took their helmet and beat their head with it. He was merciless, wild, fearsome. If anything, he was like a demon that kept beating them without saying a single word of giving an expression like it was routine for him. Seeing that gave me goosebumps.
I finally realised what was that strange air about him, it was like those trained men, like my father who were used to fighting. Only, his seemed to be mellow in comparison. That was a lie. He was far scarier than my father when he started beating them.
Then the police came. I felt bad that I put them into trouble, and I tried to ask father to help them. I knew it was petty. I didn't even talk to them. I didn't know why I was getting so involved. I never asked my father to do that for me.
I thought father would call when he said he was close by and dropped to check on the gang members. He recognised something when he met the siblings that day. Ever since then, those two visited our house, and my mother even brought Eve along with her to parties.
I was envious and relieved at the same time. I didn't have any of the pressure and the expectations that I carried also started to disappear. And then, I met him. I had only ever seen him from the other side of the class, we never got to talk. I never talked to him...
I got along with him more than I thought I would. He was smart, but he usually spent most of his time playing games or reading manga or light novel. I never saw him study, even when he stayed at our house for the whole day.
It only increased the pressure on me. Just being around someone who could get same marks as me without even trying. And then, one day, he told me.
"Don't tell this to anybody. I am repeating the year since I wanted to be in the same class as Eve."
Liar.
That is what I wanted to say. But I was happy that he was lying for me...that he was looking towards me. I was happy.
That was...until one day, I saw them. They were naked in each other's arm, and she was...indecent and happy.
I couldn't believe it. My heart was in turmoil, I couldn't look at his face for weeks to come, and he noticed my feelings.
We became more distant after that. I kept my distance from him. My reason to coming to school had changed, from grades, performance, and perfect attendance...it became simpler. I went to school to see him.
I came to school to see him. I wanted to keep seeing him when the world went to hell. Everything became chaotic. I saw Hirano sneak out, and I knew being in the classroom was the same as forfeiting my life. I escaped. I knew Hirano could be of use.
He was good with those guns and weapons. He was a geek, and we escaped from there. He was more useful than I thought, with my help he was able to use the nail gun to shoot them in the head.
With this, we can survive, or so I thought, when the crazy zombies kept coming after me. And not even to kill me. There were so many girls in my class who were getting fucked by the zombies.
Next thing I knew, I was nearly about to become the prey of the zombie...what was that? What was all that? This world was crazy. Everything was going crazy. I could take the zombie apocalypse...but what was this?!
Just the thought of going through it made me go crazy. I thought for sure I was going to go crazy when there was a knock on the door, "Hey, you are alive. You had me worried."
"Aurum!!"
I lunged on him the first chance I got. I cried, wanting his pity, his care. I…wanted his attention. I…loathe myself. And I cried even harder.
He stroked her my head, giving everything I needed, muttering, "Stop crying or I'll leave you here."
"Asshole."
"Didn't ask for your preferences."
"Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!"
"What did I just say?"
I laughed through my sheer anger and embarrassment. He's infuriating, even in the Apocalypse…and nothing makes me feel better.