Kisuke Inoue

One regular school day, you were sitting in class with everyone else, staring at the teacher with boredom and twirling your pencil. Kisuke was staring at you from the back of the class without you knowing, as always. After class, you take your things and leave. Kisuke quietly follows behind you. You feel an ominous presence as you walk and you turn back but only students talking are there. You hear whispering about Kisuke but you turn back and jump. Kisuke was there. “Excuse me.”