Detention Rooms: A Narrative Fiction

“Um...hello?” asked Flannery, walking into the detention room. She was surprised (and slightly unnerved) to see how normal it looked. “Hello!” A voice called from the desk in the corner. A girl with pale skin, magenta eyes, and purple hair tied back with a black, icy-looking hair clip. “Are you Hisakawa Flannery-san?” “Uh, yes.” said Flannery. “Hey, you look like-” “Hyakkihime from Ameonna-sensei’s class? That’s right.” said the girl. “I am also called Hyakkihime, and she is my sister’s niece. Just call me Hyakkihime-sensei.” “Okay…” said Flannery, fidgeting nervously. “So...are you the detention supervisor?” “That I am. Please come sit in the desk in front of the podium.” said Hyakkihime-sensei, floating to the podium herself. Flannery
nervously sat down. Hyakkihime-sensei looked at a paper in her hands. “You were sent to the detention room because of rough behavior in class, correct?” “I guess…” muttered Flannery. “Hey, sensei, may I ask you something?” Hyakkihime-sensei raised an eyebrow. “Oh yes?” “What kind of methods do you use to punish students...and how harsh are they?” asked Flannery, bracing herself for the answer. Hyakkihime-sensei gave a cold little laugh. “Oh, silly Hisakawa-san.” she said with a smile that didn’t match with her eyes. “Let us just say, when it’s over, you’ll be better at behaving in class!” Flannery suddenly got the chills, and even though it was early spring, it wasn’t that cold that day, especially not inside. “Um...and those methods...are…?” “You’re about to find out!” cried Hyakkihime-sensei, pressing a red button on the podium that read, Do Not Press. Silence descended upon the classroom. Flannery gave a nervous laugh. “W-what was that supposed to do?” she asked, trying to sound like her usual chipper self. Suddenly Flannery’s Yo-kai Watch started to vibrate on her wrist.
Flannery turned to look at it, and felt her stomach plunge (not really) when she saw big red letters counting down from three. 3...2...1...a red demon face glared up at Flannery from the Watch. “W-what’s this?!” yelped Flannery, terrified. “Prepare for the naughty kids’ worst nightmare-Oni Jikan!” Hyakkihime-sensei shouted as Flannery was teleported out of the classroom. The last thing Flannery heard before disappearing was the sound of very maniacal laughing coming from where the detention supervisor was floating.

Sorry to do this to you guys! Well anyway, I’ve got a few things to say now… First and foremost, the “romance” aspect of the story hasn’t really begun yet, but believe me, there’s definitely going to be some! Second, after Flannery’s experience in detention, I’m going to start a running gag. It’s not going to have a pattern-sometime entire chapters will contain the running gag, other times, I’ll skip a few chapters before the running gag starts running again. By that way, I received a question in the reviews-do I like doing artsy-craftsy stuff? The answer is yes! I draw things all the time but I’m not confident that they’re good enough to post online. See you all next
time!