| ? | ???|School Mystery/Wonder No.8 | A TBHK Fan-Fic | ? | ???

Yashiro sat waiting in the garden. She was quite bored because no one summoned her yet but it only had been a few days. Suddenly, she felt an surge through her.

"Someone's hurting my plants!" Yashiro thought, suddenly. She knew her rumor.

Yashiro floated with her koi and pufferfish and fish in general-filled orbs. The pure water glistened with an otherworldly glow. She grabbed a small bottle filled with a strong breeze/wind, struggling to escape and experience the world outside of it's bottle.

"Oh be patient," She said to it, gently. "You'll be let out soon enough.

She went to the area where the attacker of the plant. It was a rude, loud girl in the Kamone Academy. She was talking to a friend and ripping the roots of some peonies and roses. The girl was dressed in the regular uniform except having a brooch that was in a shape of a heart and colored yellow. She had brown hair with dark-chocolate eyes.....and slender legs. 

Why Yashiro didn't have slender legs and was teased by being called a daikon was a mystery far beyond her at this point. 

She let out the wind, taking off the cork. The wind was released. It swept up the girl away, with her existence not remembered since after all, this was magic and supernaturals within Kamone Academy. Though, the death would be reported so maybe not all the way.

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"I'm soooo bored.....can the Mokke play card games?" Yashiro thought, out loud. She wondered this because being a ghost can be lonely. So, she took a card game in a maroon box then brought it over to the pink Mokke supernaturals. They had a resemblance to bunnies.

"You guys can play cards right?" Yashiro asked them.

"Yup!" One of them squeaked. 

Yashiro suddenly had a flashback of a young boy that was pretty short with choppy black hair a bit uneven, and golden amber eyes that held regret, remorse, and love. He was playing with the Mokke while she cleaned the bathroom. She whined in the memory fragment, begging him several times for a break then him going to the school rooftop and saying no but also mentioning that making small talk about whatever, having fun gave him a nostalgic feeling. She paused then walked up to him, taking it in and thinking. 

"Can I call you Hanako-kun to make us sound more like friends?" She asked with him grinning yes in reply.

She shook her head to clear it while the Mokke bothered her, making sure her head wasn't in the clouds.

"It's ok, I'm back," Yashiro said even though she never went anyway. 

"Hanako-kun," She said trying the name on her tongue. It went smoothly and oddly familiar.

"Ok, let's play!" Yashiro grinned, dealing the cards out on a bench.

After a lot of matches, it ended up as the Mokke winning 9 games and Yashiro winning 3 games! 

"Yesss!" The Mokke said, triumphally in victory.

"Ehhh, I did pretty well though!" Yashiro said, cheerfully. 

"Oh, my plants are getting hurt again," She pouted. 

Yashiro went to the place where the poor plant was getting stripped of its petals. It was a vivid scarlet-colored rose, recently bloomed.

"Ahhh," Yashiro realized why she plucking the soft petals. 

The girl had light pink hair with golden ends, resembling a sunset after the day had flown by. As usually she had the school uniform. A folder of with a drawing a boy spilling out. A hopeless romantic.