A daydreaming cynic's paparazzi mission

A decisive knock at the front door broke the silence of the house. Yuuya hurriedly got up from her bed and ran to the door, ensuring that her mother wouldn’t be the one to open it. Sadly, shame is not an emotion she has managed to suppress, and having her half-naked drunkard of a mother open the door was about the most shameful thing one could experience. Yuuya carefully opened the door just enough to see who it was (their door obviously had no peephole), and opened it fully once she determined it was not a murderer and/or kidnapper. Before her, a tall, proper-looking girl her age was standing with her hands prudely clutched behind her back, and her smile felt more stern than kind. That was Cloette. The orderly classmate of Yuuya's who's earned the title of both teacher's pet and class president due to her strong moral compass and unwavering discipline. It could be argued that nobody in the entire school came close to her principled eccentricity. And now she was at Yuuya's doorstep.

“Good morning, Yuuya,” Cloette begins in her usual formal tone, just exceeding the line of unnecessarily loud, “I'm here at the request of Mr. Davis who wanted me to check up on you, since you've been absent from school for almost a week now. You should feel honoured to have such a kind teacher care for you!”

“Oh, um, okay,” Yuuya forces her rigid lips to mumble.

“Don't “oh, um, okay“ me“! Aren't you going to present your excuse for skipping a week of school?!” Cloette cries with furrowed brows, removing her hands from her back. If there was one thing that genuinely upset Cloette, it was idleness, making Yuuya Hibeki a frequent victim of her wrath. Before Yuuya is able to answer, Cloette passionately continues;

“You best be back by Monday, and I expect you to bring a letter formally apologising to Mr. Davis! Is that understood?” Like a teacher, she accusingly pierced Yuuya with her impatient gaze.

“Yes…” Yuuya apologetically murmured, despite not feeling guilty at all, and she'd bet that even a roughneck criminal would do the same before Cloette. Cloette's stern eyes lingered on Yuuya's face for a brief moment as to confirm if she was speaking the truth, before turning around, making her long, golden hair whip behind her, and left with quick, resolute steps. Unbeknownst to her, Yuuya smiled secretively behind her back. She had a plan, and it involved little miss goody two-shoes walking away from her house. In fact, she had an idea where Cloette was heading. For you see, Yuuya knows something about Cloette that nobody else does, and up until now, that piece of knowledge has been completely useless to her. Now it was a central part of her journey to unforgiveness. Miss class president has, as a matter of fact, a secret relationship with the principal's young secretary in practise. They're a mere five years apart, but it was unorthodox nonetheless, and certainly enough to get one expelled. Especially for such a distinguished girl, leaking this would have devastating effects. It would, Yuuya thinks to herself with growing satisfaction, be a truly evil act. How Yuuya came to know of this secret was simply by chance. She was out damning the world like usual, when she saw the two holding hands and shyly exchanging brief kisses in a place that they'd presumed to be safe from the school's watchful eye. They were, after all, in Yuuya's neighbourhood, the shady part of town where no students, much less teachers, hung around, making it the perfect place for a secret affair. The only reason Yuuya had not exposed Cloette was because she did not care. Illegal or not, it was all the same to her. Which is also the reason why she did not bother to collect proof at the time. Oh well, it should be easy enough to do now. Judging from Cloette's rare choice of wearing a skirt, and the fact that she chose to come all the way across town on a Saturday just to tell off Yuuya (okay, maybe it´s not that unimaginable), it is very likely that Cloette is on her way to meet up with lover boy right now. Seeing Cloette's back disappear behind a building, Yuuya closes the door behind her and begins her pursuit.