With everyone's minds on school, friends, or plans for the afternoon, no one took much notice of the girl sitting on one of the benches by the school's entrance. She could have been another student, or perhaps just someone watching the crowd, but she was neither.
She was Chisato Yamada.
Her feet, clad in white sandals, swung back and forth, and her hands were folded properly in her lap over her sky blue sundress. Those close enough to her could hear a soft tune she hummed to herself while her brown eyes scanned the crowd. They stopped and focused on whatever she had been waiting for.
A boy had tripped, and his foot slipped out of his shoe, revealing a flawless sole to her. Her legs froze in mid-swing. What was it about that scene that had caught her full attention? It wasn't clear on her neutral face, but her mischevious mind was whirring up plans and evil thoughts for the boy. She had so much fun torturing her babysitters, and as many of them removed their shoes due to the custom in her household, it made it that much easier to indulge in her favorite method.
They all reacted nicely, but something about Jesse felt right to her. If there was anyone who would react so beautifully to what she had in store, it would be him.
However, it was the beginning of the school day, and she wasn't even a student here. How could she get him away? She frowned and rubbed her chin to formulate a plan...
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