Outsider (Male oc x Class of 09)

Yami: "You know for someone who spends her time on her phone 24/7 I would've thought you would know how to use the self-timer function."

Nicole: "There's a difference between knowing your phone's apps and social media, and knowing a phone's functions."

Yami: "The difference being?"

Nicole: "One is simple and easy to understand, and the other is overly complicated for no reason."

Yami: "Like you?"

Nicole: "Exactly, now go find a place to hide before he arrives."

Nicole didn't have to look to know that Yami was already gone. Is this what that detective guy feel like whenever he tries to have a normal conversation with Batman? Honestly, it was annoying every time, and there were moments she almost has heart attacks whenever Yami appears out of nowhere.

She's buying a collar with a bell after this. And a tracker.

She was currently in an alleyway, where she is supposed to meet up with the husband of her client.

Nicole: "Wonder what's taking this guy? He could be another those husband with a superiority complex, or another guy with a double life kind of shit. I should probably keep a record of this, huh?"

She suddenly heard a car being parked outside the alleyway, then someone getting out the car and footsteps coming towards her direction.

Nicole: "Oh I think that's him, it's so dark he probably can't even recognize me."

Soon, she saw a silhouette of a man coming towards her.

Smile, don't act suspicious, and keep up the play until you get the juicy info, she said in her thoughts and put her acting to good use.

Nicole: "Heyy~ You weren't looking for favors, were you~?" she said, using her sultry voice that always gets the weirdos going.

Mr. Lorre: "Guilty as charge, PiercedPrincess." He said, confidently.

Nicole eyes widen when she recognizes the voice. The silhouette of the man finally came to view. Both Nicole and the husband were shock.

Nicole: "What the fuck—you're not fucking rich, you're Mr. Lorre!"

Mr. Lorre: "Oh god!" he didn't expect his former student to be there.

Nicole: "You work at a school and you're on that part of MySpace??"

Mr. Lorre: "Ugh Nicole please don't—oh no!"

Nicole: "That's why your wife left you, you kept paying for ass on the internet!" she was now livid, "Yami come out here!"

It took him a while before he emerges from the shadows, holding Nicole's phone, recording the entire thing, and move to Nicole's side.

Yami: "Impagarupko a coach wenno counselor dayta."

Mr. Lorre: "What was this??" he said, not expecting another person.

Yami: "Just business," He said flatly, "And she needed someone to record the entire thing."

Mr. Lorre: "Oh two witnesses—why not just use the self-time!" he exclaimed, panicked.

Yami: "That's what I said." He said looking at Nicole.

Nicole: "I couldn't figure it out, okay?"

Yami: "How long have you been doing this?" he asked the Art teacher, who is looking more distress by the second.

Mr. Lorre: "You two, please, I'm just very anxious!"

Nicole: "I took 3 xans and I'm still freaking out, how do you think I feel??"