Prologue♡

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Hope..
despair..
Two opposites that can collide and make something
Special
Unique
Perfect
Confusing
Anything but predictable
...

Which is what happened when two befriended eachother.

The fluffy haired male played with his pencil, biting the end while concentrating on the work.. he was a bit stuck on this question. History was never his strong suite, it was always Junko's.. speaking of, where was she? Usually they met at the bench he was currently on, the sky had started to turn into a pink orange hue, he sighed, ah.. just his luck, maybe she ditched worthless scum like himself. He started to get his stuff packed up before hearing footsteps behind him, then, a hand on him. Instinctively he grabbed the person's wrist and looked over quickly, before calming down amongst seeing none other than the 'fashionista'. "Hm.. nice greeting change, Komaeda." Her light blue eyes closed as she chuckled, her smile drooping as she saw his work that he begun to put away, she used her slim and long fingers to pick it up and dangle it. "Whats this?" The luckster nervously smiled, waving his hand a bit. "Enoshima-chan.. please don't dangle my homework, even as trash, I do need it."

Such an interesting afternoon..
Afterall,
Junko had never been late before.

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