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Kai’s Journal Part 1

GrapeApe

on June 3, 2023

Hey everyone! Welcome to the Kai Journals! So Chapter 4 starts with a 2 month time skip so this was kind of a fun way to give you insight on some of the important things that happened during that time. Some of this stuff I would have really loved to create in comic form, but either I forgot to add them (because I’m a knuckle-head), didn’t come up with them until after I already scripted and pencilled things out or I just couldn’t fit them because volume one is getting too thicccc. Some of these events will be made into bonus 1-2 page comics for my patreon, but I wanted you to at least have access to the information. You don’t HAVE to read these entries to understand what’s going on in chapter 4 but I think it provides a much smoother transition and more insight into Kai. Also I did work super hard on the entries as well as the corresponding sketches, so I’d be stoked if you check them out!

I decided to put these entries on one of those black and white composition notebooks, because that is how Nocturne 21 started and I thought it’d be a fun little nod to that. Kai has super messy handwriting so I wrote most of these entries with my left hand to try and make it as messy as possible. There are also discrepancies in the way he spells things because it took me a while to decide HOW he would spell things. I realize the handwriting is difficult to read and a bit of an eye sore so I’m providing the typed text version below so you guys can actually read it, lol. That’s it for now! I hope you enjoy!
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April 9, 2004: Introducing the adventures of Kaiiii! Just kidding, it’s just a dumb fucking jurnal. School counselor said I should write in it to help my broken brain. That’s right, folks. Kai’s seeing the school counselor. Took less than two weeks for more than half my teachers to get sick of me and pawn me off on some other asshole. So now I spend most of my time in either Julie’s office or the room for all the problem kids, where they just slap a bunch of papers at you and tell you to sit and work quietly. It’s great. Definitely not demoralizing. It’s fine. I’m just gonna go fuck around on the roof instead.

April 13, 2004: School sucks So I went to take a piss in the boys room. When I cracked open the door, I heard some shuffling, but they were gone when I got inside. Window was open so I think they slipped out through there. Dunno what the deal was but the bathroom was smokey and smelled weird. I didn’t even get to piss before a teacher busted in, grabbed my shirt collar and dragged me to the fucking principal’s office. I was outside Wiggins’s office, freaking the fuck out while listening to him chew some poor shmuk a new asshole, waiting my turn. There was another kid next to me (actually he was kinda old), sees me panicking and he tells me to chill. Said Wiggins is just a fukkin bully who likes to pick on scared kids and if I don’t act scared of him, he’ll get bored of me. I decided to take his advice and it actually kinda worked. He still screamed at me, but I kinda just shrugged him off as best I could and he slapped me with three days detention. He still called Kuro, but I could hear Kuro laughing through the phone when Wiggins told him my “crime”. I was very confused, but Kuro explained later that smoking pot in the bathroom does not in fact have anything to do with cooking. We had a good laugh and I felt a lot better. All I have to say is big thanks to Clyde, the elder student, who helped me dodge what would’ve been a massive panic attack. You da man, Clyde.

April 14, 2004: Double journal! Huzzah. I kinda maybe like the jurnal. Fucking shock, right?! Problem is that Julie reads it and then makes me talk to her about what I wrote. That part blows. I like writing in it though, so I’m using one of the class journals (Since I don’t take notes anyway XD) to make like a “super special secret” journal. So I write a bunch of generic bullshit in my counseling journal like “Kai is sad today.” or “Kai forgot how to tie his shoes again”, dumb shit like that. I write all my important stuff in this one. I can’t talk about my real problems—so this has been kinda nice.

April 16, 2004: The Closet: So…I keep waking up in the closet. No idea why. The first time was after I dreamt she was in the house and I hid in the closet. Don’t know why it keeps happening though. Bright side is that there’s a small vent in there that’s a perfect hiding spot for this journal. Gonna have to start setting an alarm though so Yosh or Kuro don’t find me in there. I don’t know how to explain that.

April 17, 2004: I done fucked up. Okay, so we were at the Yamagata’s for dinner. Yosh and I were setting the table. Kuro was cooking and Teach was hovering over him “helping”. Kuro forgot some stuff in the car so I volunteered to get it and went out the side door by the bedroom. It ended up being more than I could carry with only one arm and since it was dark…and no one was around—I may have used my powers a little bit to carry the extra stuff. It was fine, until…I got in the house (also using powers to open the door) and Helena came out of her room—at the same. fucking. time. We stared for a sec, shit still floating in the air—I panicked and dropped everything. We stared for another minute, before I just dropped to the floor and started grabbing everything. She jumped to the floor too, helping me pick everything up. That was it. We didn’t talk about it, we didn’t talk at dinner at all. Nothin. Maybe—maybe she didn’t actually see anything? Does she wear glasses? Fuck. I just hope—I hope she doesn’t say anything.

April 24, 2004: Coast is clear. I think it’s okay. It’s been a week and nobody’s brought up the dinner thing. I stopped by their house today to pick up some school work teach put together for me. He wasn’t home, but Helena was and she was talkin like normal. So, I think, either she didn’t actually see nothin or she’s doin what I’m doin and pretending it didn’t happen. Either way, I think we’re good. I have to be more careful tho.

April 26, 2004: Busted… I forgot to set my alarm last night. Yoshiko had to come get me up for school and she found me sleeping in the closet. I panicked and made up some bullshit story about how the room was too bright when the sun rises and the closet is nice and dark. She stared at me for a full minute, then said she’d have my dad get “better” blackout curtains. She knows I’m lying. I feel shitty for lying to her, but—I really don’t want her worrying about me. So as long as she’s willing to play dumb I’m gonna just—roll with it.