Chapter 2: Chapter 1- My Descent down the Rabbit Hole.

The imperial march theme song played in my head as I entered into the meagerly filled classroom, this isn’t a normal feeling I'm currently experiencing.

After taking my seat and settling in, hoping that today would be very peaceful and calm, the imperial march theme intensified as I shifted my eyes to the right of me.

"Kaneko-kun, are you enjoying your time here?" asked a female student in an atypical way as she closed her book, which was titled Helter Skelter.

The content of the book is enough to keep me on my toes, eagerly not wanting to become a victim.

On a lighter note, one would describe her as a highly attractive girl, but I would describe her as my worst nightmare multiplied by a thousand because one hundred wouldn't be enough to convey my seemingly pins-and-needles approach when it comes to her.

That scary person being my desk neighbor and closest person to a friend Tachibana Tsubaki. Her sharp tongue and cheeky attitude have been a pain to deal with, but I somehow survive our every interaction through grace and my inclination to ignore a lot of things.

It is said that my tolerance and adaptability are scary things; maybe it is something I would have to vaguely agree with.

Sadly enough, she continuously bars me from sleeping in class, nor does she permit me to daydream while there. With the threat of a sharp-tipped fountain pen in hand, she forces me to walk the straight and narrow.

Unable to say whether I enjoy it or not, but sadly, it’s not for me to decide seeing that I am stuck in this place until graduation.

I reclined in my chair as Tachibana leaned in a bit closer, staring deeply into the dark blue windows of my soul.

"Your eyes still have the same look as before, which means you haven’t made any progress as a person, and that to some degree worries me."

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Ouch. I am being called stagnant, and that's just me perceiving it in the nicest way possible.

Sometimes I wish she were a bit more forbearing, but that isn’t registered in her deoxyribonucleic acid, or for some reason it got skipped before her due date.

I am what you would call a prisoner to her goals, and she is the warden who refuses to let me see the light of day until whenever.

Letting out a defeated sigh and dejectedly slumping into my seat, I replied, "Being told about my nonexistent progress as a person isn’t a very thrilling experience, so that’s just me putting it out there, now please feel free to do what you want with that information."

Ojou-sama elegantly took her seat as I finished my heartfelt statement to which I am sure she most likely ignored.

“After consistently being told about your shoddy progress as a person, I’d hope that eventually you’ll be tempted enough to fix the problem. Just know, it’s the only way to overturn my previous judgement on you.”

“You’re possibly correct on that part, but don’t expect me to go down without a fight.” I replied while propping my head against my right hand.

“Oh please, we both know that you avoid conflict so the word fight isn’t considered a verb in your mental dictionary.”

I let out a sigh after hearing the comment; this resulted in her in victory.

Like clockwork, Tachibana shot the usual cold glare at me, so with that being observed, the only thing left to do is reflect on my time spent here so far and compare it to what is yet to come.

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