KAGAMI ARISU<br/><br/>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Arisu_Avatar.jpg)<br/><br/>I'd left the class a while ago, having been excused and run out with "a nosebleed". Truth be told that weird Tanaka woman had been looking at me. Again. Why does she do it? She's always looking. Watching. Like I'm some little plate sliding by her in a<em>sushi</em>bar. Last week I caught her licking her lips with such a funny look in her eye.<br/><br/>I think she's crazy.<br/><br/>Whatever she is, she spooks me no end.<br/><br/>So today when I'd caught her looking I stood up and asked to be excused and left. I'd been sitting in a cubicle for ten minutes wondering if it would be safe to go back, not much more of the lesson would be left now, surely.<br/><br/>So I'd got up and was returning along the main corridor past the main entrance when a crowd of people came in all snowy. I recognised Tsukishima-san at once, looking elegant as ever and bobbed my head in a small bow-nod-thing when I glanced beyond her.<br/><br/><strong>"OH!"</strong><br/><br/><em>Oh my!</em><br/><br/><em>What? Those are... They're... Those people... Are...</em><br/><br/>I stood rooted to the spot. In times of nervous fear my hand often clutches at my groin, like I need to go wee. My hand did it's clutching thing and I pressed my knees together. With my other hand I pointed,<strong>"Tsukishima-san... Behind you!"</strong><br/><br/>My pointing finger wavered. Hadn't she seen them? We were being invaded!<br/><br/>