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When hunger isn't able to make one desperate, or irritable, or any number of other subtle feelings, it was easy to forget the need to eat. Luckily for Tsubomi, the school had a designated time to do so. And so she found herself carrying her bagged lunch to the food court. Another gathering of people, feeling their powerful high-school emotions, which allowed her to feed both her body and her magic with little effort. As she inched her way along, her head entirely faced the floor with her eyes loosely shut, allowing her magic to serve as her sight.

There was the usual feelings permeating through the area: fear of failing a test or asking a crush out, desire for someone else and the shame of not being able to approach them, envy from those who wished they were more popular than they were, the glee of being around friends... But she was looking for Suki's trademark lust, or failing that, the recent disgust that she seemed to feel for... well, Tsubomi didn't know. She wandered around the outside of the food court in a circle, slow enough that she felt a flash of annoyance and anger from other students who nearly collided with her, or her with them. 

At a speed matching her own walking pace, many of these feelings faded away as she got further from the other students. Eventually she passed by an emptier portion where she could only feel a mixture of mostly normal feelings. There was mostly apprehension and happiness, though they were made muddy by various other ones. More importantly, it didn't match Suki's usual profile, so she ignored it. 

After a few minutes she finally noticed the telltale negativity that signaled her approach to her partner. By the time she opened her eyes and walked the final few meters to sit at the table with her, Tsubomi came to the conclusion that the distinct clash of suppressed happiness and unease must have belonged to one of the transfer students. She'd only ever tasted that flavor when someone succeeded in getting a first date, but this wasn't quite like that in texture. She thought back, only to realize that she'd only met a handful of transfer students since her own transfer to Hibusa, usually stranglers rather than multiple at one time. 

When she finished thinking, she looked up from her still closed lunch bag and fished out her phone to check the time. She seemed to be moving a bit faster today since she'd only taken seven minutes from entering the food court to sitting across from her usually perverted partner. Most days it was closer to twelve to cross an equivalent distance. 

While the proverbial zombie that was Tsubomi didn't notice anything strange, perhaps the anything strange would have noticed her. Because for all the lack of feeling that was in the empath, the girl with magic cast from the same mold would have felt only one desire as she inched her way past, growing and fading as the apathetic girl walked blindly.

To kill that same, closed-eyed girl.