Smile Again

Bubble/boba tea

The week had gone fast you had come to practise and tried to avoid talking to pieople any more than light talk and you were now on you're computer watching F/a.

Miss opens the door and attempts to talk to you though there is literally a sign in front of the door saying 'Do not disturb the Demon'. You took of your headphones.

"Y/n we're going to have to move you to a different centre in Tokyo in about a month or two temporarily"

"Hai"

So they've given up on me? Geez society has no patience. Miss begins rambling on about prepreations and you say you're going out in a bit. As she leaves you, you unplug you're blach/white headphones which had your initials in f/c LED lights and plug it into you're phone scrolling on spotify as you exit the room and centre humming along to the tune. 

People stared your misfortune was not the only reason she was called a demon. You had one e/c eye which seemed to glow and one soft f/c (or different coloured) eye. There were others with mismatched eyes but yours were different as one of your eyes had such intensity it burned through ones soul and the other carried emptiness, the emptiness from within. Some people were afraid, some disgusted but only very few could see your eyes rare beauty. You stroll to a bubble/boba tea bar and order before taking a seat. While waiting your mind flashes to a certain orange heads eyes the look within them was pure determination. You didn't know why you were thinking about him. He was like every villian before they broke, innocent and naive to the cruel world. Your thoughts are interuppted by someone who calls your order number.