In the end, Tachibana was accepted into the club with her nickname as the judgement. She seemed to have an authority equal to the president, which the assistant regarded with respect. This lead Yuriel into various conclusion about their relationship. If she were to describe it, it's rather intimate but ultimately one sided.

Are they engaged?

However, she didn't lingered further and left once everything wads settled. Tachibana walked with her, going back into the campus in quite a bright and cheerful mood. Although curious, Yuriel didn't inquired about what happened and moved on.

The following class felt boring, and Yuriel couldn't help but contemplate about her situation again. What is the dream space? Why can she wield it? Are there others whose suffering the same fate?

Yuriel had pondered these questions for the longest time, and she couldn't reach a proper answer. This twisted dreams started when her father died, and the early manifestation was mostly about death. She experienced death in the dream, each horrifying than the other.

Once she was able to walk across dreams, Yuriel tried searching for others. Someone like her, suffering in the same phenomenon, alone and with no comfort. In the end, she spend all those times watching people and their dreams, finding no one.

At that point, Yuriel had given up understanding her predicament, accepting the dream space as part of herself. Then she begun seeing this phenomenon in a different light, that it wasn't so bad after all. In some way, it could help Yuriel see her father once more, even though not single time did she ever dreamed of him.

Not until now.

Yuriel rubbed her face, stress visible in her eyes. She was really confused right now, but not that she never experienced this before. When she traveled across dreams, Yuriel found things about her friends that destroyed their relationship. It affected her so much, that she became indifferent to most people.

As she lamented to herself, a ball of paper slammed into her face. It was filled with slimey substance, and upon contact, the contents spilled into Yuriel's entire upper body.

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"Shit...." Someone said, and everyone's attention turned on Yuriel.

She froze, unsure how to react from the abrupt situation. On one hand, Yuriel is boiling in anger she had never felt before and on the other, she was chillingly calm.

A second later, it became a commotion and their teacher noticed. Shifting around, he saw Yuriel's face covered in black mess, frozen from her seat. Then all eyes returned on the perpetrator, a familiar youth who's face is ashen in dread.

In front of Yuriel, another youth with a handsome face laughed. He was probably the target of this prank, but was instead directed to Yuriel. The teacher's gaze pierced him and the pale youth, causing them to quiet down.

He was silent for a while, before finally turning to Yuriel: "Miss Ernight, you can leave and clean yourself of this mess, then change in the clinic."

Yuriel eagerly nodded and left her seat, but she didn't forget to glare at the person who hit her. He noticed her gaze, gulped, and looked away in fear.

Now she recognize his presence, he got her attention, and Yuriel with a powerful urge decided to pay him back no matter what. As she exited the room, the teacher's voice raised to its peak and scolded the two student.

"Faust and Cromwell, To the guidance office now!!"

"Wha-! Me too?"

"Yes sir."

.......

Washing her face thoroughly, which took a lot of effort, Yuriel changed into a plain white shirt. Her uniform was left unusable, leaving her with no choice but to bear with it. Pursing her lips in frustration, Yuriel's eyes burned with hatred.

This was the first time, she had ever felt such strong emotions towards someone. After all this years of being detached from reality, she finally found another anchor that kept her from this world. This new emotion, or rather, her reawakened self that burns like fire.

"That piece of sh*t!" Yuriel cursed, gritting her teeth. "He definitely planned this, I'm sure of it."

Yuriel had noticed that youth observing her before, earlier, and now this happened. What else could it be, other than him choosing her as a target?

In Yuriel's eyes, he is just a bully who suddenly attacked her for no reason. Yuriel won't let that slide, she will pay him back, and he will sorely regret what he did.

"Tell me what happened Yuri!" Ainsel suddenly barged into the clinic, cutting Yuriel from her vengeful thoughts.

Surprised by her sudden appearance, Yuriel didn't respond. She wanted to vent, but was suddenly reminded of something.

"Forget about me" Yuriel replied. "I'm more curious about the confession thing."

"Dammit all." Ainsel cursed, realizing her secret had come out. "How did you know!? Weren't you supposed to be a dysfunctional member of the society?"

"You've gone over the line there, I'm not a mute."

"That doesn't explain it!"

"What can I say, rumors goes around unchecked. Even if I don't talk to someone, I'll overhear it."

"Tch.... Guess I have no choice but to tell." Ainsel muttered bitterly. "I rejected him, I mean, a shut in like me is not suited for dating."

"Can't say your wrong."

"More importantly, he literally wrote that love confession like his gonna murder me!"

"....."

"Right? That's how I reacted."

"Let's just go home, together, something might actually happen to you."

"Thank you very much!"

"So that's what your aiming for."