Sayuri was in a quandary.

Truth be told, she felt that she had managed to get enough information about Kyle to be able to actually complete her mission.

She managed to obtain quite a number of such good information from PoK itself, with Sarah being more than happy to divulge all sorts of things that she, personally, had noted about Kyle.

Things he ate. What clothes he normally wears. The colours he wore the most. The type of food he ate more than others. Things like that.

Thinking about it, Sayuri felt it was rather creepy.

So she could actually go back now, but she was reluctant to do so.

She was actually having fun at the school. She had friends, or people close enough to be called friends. Being the Acting Vice President also opened up a whole new experience for her and she embraced the role happily.

Going home meant back to the endless training. She had gotten quite comfortable living the life of a normal teen.

Sayuri sighed.

Then again, she had responsibilities. The company. Her family.

She couldn't be selfish now, right? She sighed.

Yes, she had to go back, since her mission was completed.

Then, her eyes brightened at a sudden thought.

Actually, she hadn't really finished her mission, did she? There was one more question that her Grandfather had posed, that she hadn't managed to find the answer for yet.

What was the type of girl that Kyle liked?

Sayuri conveniently ignored the fact that it was merely an example her Grandfather had given with regard to the sort of things she was supposed to gather: things about Kyle that wasn't in the report. She just focused on the fact that she didn't know yet what sort of person Kyle liked.

The more she thought about it, the more curious she became. It set off all sorts of questions in her mind. Why hadn't he ever shown any interest anyway?

It seemed unbelievable that someone that popular, good looking, clever, and rich, did not have a girlfriend. He didn't seem to overtly show any sort of interest in any girl in school, so it made figuring out the type of girl he liked, quite difficult to know. He treated all girls the same, and it was also with great respect.

Even Sarah, the Kyle expert, didn't know.

However, Sayuri did find out something quite interesting. Sarah told her that he did have a girlfriend before, but it had not lasted very long. In fact, he had broken up with her even before introducing her to the Elite Five.

That was certainly good news for Sayuri.

For this meant that the only person she could dig out the information from, was the source of it all: Kyle himself.

So, she just had to wait until he got back, right.

It wasn't because she was interested to know the answer. She was a professional. It was merely for the mission.

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Sarah had just filled up yet another scrapbook and she sighed.

Her new roommate, Charlene, didn't know of her real feelings for Kyle. So, she had hidden her personal collection of Kyle. Those were not to be shared at all. Putting it away, she sighed again.

Sarah took out her diary and began writing.

'Dear Diary,

I have to keep an eye out on this new girl, Sayuri. I don't quite like how she's always asking about Kyle. At first, I thought she was a normal Kyle fan, but her questions were really quite deep. She didn't even look that excited like any normal person.

So when she asked about Kyle's preference, I made sure to let her know about his ex-girlfriend and that I am the one that has known Kyle the longest. I know Kyle the best. She has to know that she has absolutely no chance with Kyle.

Sure, she is the Acting Vice-President but that does not mean anything. It wasn't because Kyle likes her. He's kind that way. She's new, she got good scores, so he's just helping her fit in. That's why he's just so perfect.

He needs me by his side. He will see. PoK will prove it. It will show him how much I help him. It's a perfect complement to his greatness. He does not needs someone who shines brightly by his side. He is the bright sun! No one should.

So, you see. I am perfect. No one in Sage Class is. He needs a low-key, normal person to help him. Like me. Right? I know I am.

He will see it. I know.'

Sarah closed her diary in satisfaction.

Taking the key that was on her necklace, she locked it and hid it amongst her books. One could never be too careful with such things.