In This Place, Each Eye Color Represents A Different Power. When The Girls Arrive at The Loona Academy, Supernatural Events Will Take Place But Will They Be Able To Save Eachother In The End?
Trigger Warning: Abuse, Strong Language, Violence, Suicid...
The walk to school was different today. The sun was much brighter than usual, the birds chirped louder and in harmony. I felt like an Ice cube walking down the street because of how cold it was. I had lost my sweater sometime last weekend, but I'm not sure where. I looked everywhere at home but I saw no sign of it anywhere.
I crossed the street carefully and made my way into the first building. I passed by the staircase I had taken last week. I felt my gut tighten at the thought of jumping again. I wondered what the hell happened for me to not have died. I mean I was a foot off of the ground! No scratches, no bruises, nothing. I shook my head to clear my thoughts and tried to focus on where I was walking to. I continued to walk to my first period.
I bounced my leg up and down at the thought of Friday's incident. I was nervous and scared.
'What if somebody had seen me! What if I get reported for it! I don't want to go to a mental hospital! Oh god'
" What am I going to do," I whispered
"About what?" a student next to me said
Christopher Chan
Eye Color: Brown Power: None Status: New Kid
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I jumped at his sudden loudness. New kid of course. He looked wealthy and privileged. Disgusting.
"nothing" I didn't pay much attention to him
"Well, something's bothering you...I can tell. What is it?" he looked at me in interest
"None of your business" I looked at him in annoyance
"Oh, I See. Well if you ever feel like chatting I'll be here...alone...no one to talk to...just waiting for someone to make conversation-" I cut him off
"Oh my god shut up!" I chuckled in annoyance
"Ha! I made you smile! Works every time" He smiled to himself
"Why are you talking to me?" I genuinely asked
"What do you mean? Do people not talk to you here?" He looked worried
"No. They think I'm some kind of monster. They avoid me like the plague and they make fun of me." I looked down at my desk.
"Wow...that's pretty messed up. Ah, I got it! I'll be your friend...how's that sound?" He offered a cheeky smile
"No thank you. I don't need anyone doing charity work." I closed my notebook and stuffed it in my bag. I reached for my pencil but he beat me to it.
"Hey..no one's doing charity work. I genuinely think you're a cool person...don't shut me out if you haven't even given me a chance." He had sorrow written on his face
