Author's note: This story will be updated every 10th of even month.

-Haru's First entry-

Dear diary, today is my birthday! I had fun today. My classmates wished me happy birthday. My parents treat me to a great dinner. Oh! Have I mention? I got a diary which is the book I am writing in it now. It was my desire since a long time ago to receive a diary as a birthday present. Why you may ask. The answer is simple. In this diary, my anger for others, my imagination. All of these is up to me to think about it and write it down to satisfy my oh-so-sadistic steak. Should I get started? hahaha.

With an evil grin planted on her face, Haru began her first plot of murdering her classmate, Kyoko Sasagawa, in her mind.

(Flipping to the next page and starting out with…)

"Kyoko!" Haru called out.

"Yea, Haru!" Kyoko replied with her oh-so-shinning smile that seems to want to blind Haru forever.

`Digusting. Fake." These thoughts immediately flooded Haru's mind.

With a suppressed grimace, Haru smiled weakly at Kyoko and held out her hand.

"Kyoko. Can you follow me? I would like to ask you some private questions."

Without suspecting anything, the oh-not-so-bright student,Kyoko Sasagawa, took Haru's hand and followed her to Macdonald.

'I am going to stab into your heart and twisted it before unplugging it from your chest. I am going to stab you once. Not twice. Not thrice. Only once and bound you before torturing you via a whip. Did I mention it is going to be leather whip. Woah! What nice feeling. Hahaha.'

'Oooh wait. How about defacing you? Destroy what you held so precious. Your stupid ASSUMED PRETTY FACE!' Haru thought of every form of torture she could do to Kyoko while holding on to Kyoko's tender, fair hand.

`Your mind are more powerful than you thought of. Imagine it yourself. The torture that you could inflicted on the person next to you or your enemy.' Haru whispered.

Upon arrival in Macdonald, Kyoko and Haru sat down and started chatting.

"Kyoko…"

"Wait. Sorry Haru. I need to go to toilet to touch up my makeup. I need to maintain my looks and beauty unlike someone who does not look pretty after some makeup."

With this departing message, Kyoko hurried to the ladies'

'You are going to regret it. Kyoko Sasagawa.' Haru's fist curled in anger.

*Tink*

'What is that sound?'

Looking left and right, Haru's spotted Kyoko's lipstick lying on the floor.

`Heaven is helping me.'

` Kyoko. How about a slow death?' Taking up the lipstick, Haru smiled to herself.

(5 minutes later)

`Haruuuu! Did you see my lipstick?' Kyoko acted cutely towards Haru as soon as she noticed that there is a handsome guy sitting beside their table.

(Oh. May I add. As soon as she came out of the bloody toilet.) –Diary Writer Haru

'Ugh.' Involuntarily, Haru felt like vomiting as she saw Kyoko's act.

(This is too horrible. I felt sick imagine it. UGHHH! "Let's get back to story") –Diary Writer Haru

Haru smiled as natural as she could and gave Kyoko her lipstick back.

With hugs and kisses planted on her because of Kyoko's act of trying to get the guys who is sitting at next table attention, Haru quietly whispered to Kyoko.

"Lipstick. Your lipstick is gone"

"Oh. Shit! YOU! Block his view of me. I am going to apply my lipstick now!"

Haru obeyed Kyoko's order.

`One'

`Two'

`Three to round off'

Seeing her applying layer after layer of her lipstick onto her pale pink lip, Haru inwardly smile to herself.

'Three layers of poison on her lips. Hahaha!' Haru thought wickedly.

"HEY! STOPPP GRINNING TO YOURSELF! HARU!"

Haru jumped and looked up!

"Mom!"

"Yeah Haru. Seriously. What are you writing that it is so funny that you kept smiling to yourself?"

Immediately, Haru slammed her diary shut and replied quietly "nothing, mom."

"Nothing?! Really? Oh well. I am busy with taking care of your brother. Now don't let me fuss over you too much. Go to bed now Haru."

"Yes,mom."

After her mom went of her room, Haru looks at her half-written murder plot and smiled.

'Oh well. Let's write another even better plot tomorrow. This half written one is enough to satisfy me today. Tomorrow. I will anticipate my marvellous imagination that will provide me entertainment.