She couldn‟t help but worry about the Hirachi, but their practice period was the only time she had complete privacy and didn‟t have to endure being stared at as if she was a freak. It progressed beyond simply being stared at after that first day, however. They didn‟t like being ignored and some of them seemed to take it as a personal affront rather than the attempt to protect herself that it was. Some of them would stand at the bars and try to coax her closer. Others would tell her what they planned to do when they got her—which gave her the shivers and nightmares besides that. She couldn‟t decide whether they were trying to scare her, or if they had some twisted idea that she was going to find it a turn on. The Hirachi never came until everyone else had finally tired of taunting her or trying to coax her close enough to grab her. The first couple of times they‟d come, she‟d just been pleasantly surprised to see faces she recognized, especially since they didn‟t behave like the others.
