A/N:
Guys I'm nowhere near making a good SS and I think I did absolutely trash in this, that's why I wanted you guys to check it. Tell me if there is anything I should add to make it better.
I'm not gonna start uploading now just to be clear, this is a test SS.
I'm focusing on my other fic. But I will soon come back to it. However this is just a test chapter.
Let me know what you guys think.
Miura Yumiko.
Someone of the Miura family.
The reason I know of her family was because of the time I went to New York and met her father.
Turns out her father is one of the investors of that place.
However, there's no sign of her knowing about me or it.
Even then it doesn't matter.
If I have to,
Then she'll have to be taken care of.
Or maybe...
She could end up beating me, the masterpiece created by that man.
She could end up defying all his ideals.
Miura...
No I guess I should refer to her as Yumiko now.
After all,
She is my 'girlfriend.'
However, a textbook would be a more appropriate way to describe her to me.
A little pang hits my chest at the thought, but I ignore it.
Yumiko is the first girl I can't read.
A girl who defies all logic.
She is a girl who peaks my curiosity.
Just second to understanding emotions.
For the few months I've known her, I haven't fully been able to gauge her abilities and limits.
Over and over...
She continues to surprise me.
She apparently knew of Ryuen and Sakayanagi already.
Something I hadn't predicted of.
Her meeting the most dangers leaders of enemy classes.
Ah.
Now that I think about it, it is expected of her.
Is she what you could call a doppelgänger?
No.
She's someone who was raised in the real world.
Unlike me,
You could say, she wasn't programmed...
Miura Yumiko truly is a blessed girl.
Even then...
Her eyes, as beautiful as they are,
They tell me...
She's killed
She's tortured
She's faced death
No.
She didn't simply face death, like a gun was pointed in her face.
She's experienced it.
Like I said before,
A girl who defies logic.
When we first met, she peaked my interest. Further talking to her, I could tell she wasn't normal. The only person, except for the Student Council President, that could see through me. The false image I show everyone.
For the past 15 years, I had dreamt of freedom. My curiosity was the only thing in me that could be counted as life in this empty shell of a body.
Yet when we kissed...
Why did my heart skip a beat?
She wants me?
The thought of when Horikita and me spoke after the island exam came back to me.
At first I had wondered where she got that silly thought from.
Maybe Chabashira?
But the more I thought,
Maybe Horikita's right.
If I could describe Miura Yumiko...
She's pursuing something.
Endlessly searching.
That was my thought when I first interacted with her and the days we spent together. But now...
It's like she found it.
No.
She was looking for someone.
Me.
Maybe not me specifically.
While I didn't know if there was any recognition in her when she saw me,
She was chasing an emotion she yearns for.
Love.
Yes.
Just as I yearn for freedom and the understanding of human emotions,
She wants love.
But is that it?
I could tell the school had looked boring to her.
No, she was bored while waiting in the school.
Waiting for entertainment.
The exams is what she was expecting in this school.
Just like she expected the day in the staff office.
And it came.
The game she started with the other classes.
And the torture she delivered to Class B's spy.
Truly, my girlfriend is...
The devil in disguise.