"Look out!"
A soccer ball flew at my head. I told my body to move, but I was too slow. Everything went black and I felt my face hurt.
"(Y/N)!"
Who's calling my name?
"Get up!"
I can't. My body feels so heavy.
"Hey! Wake up."
I am awake. Why is everything so dark?
"Crap, should we call an ambulance?!"
"Is she dead?"
That sounds like… Aera?
"This is your fault!" Crash?
"I can't help that the brat was in the way of my ball."
Who's voice is that? It sounds a bit deeper than Aera's, but not deep enough to be a boy's. Maybe a young boy?
"You hit her on purpose. Didn't you?!"
"Get your freaky finger out of my face, spaz!" The strange voice retorted.
"Hey, don't call him that!" Get it Aera. You tell this, maybe young boy, maybe masculine female.
"Yeah, you're on thin ice."
Min. That's definitely Min. Where are they? Why is it so dark? I can barely move my fingers.
"Guys. We have more pressing matters. (Y/N), open your eyes."
Prim? The gang's all here. I wonder what the pressing matters are.
"Ugh. You guys are seriously annoying. Jia! Come here and take a look at this kid."
I heard footsteps and then someone's knee popped as they bent down beside me. A girl began to speak. "Her nose is bleeding and her eyes are swollen."
"No shit, Sherlock," Aera snapped. "Wake her up!"
"Her nose appears to be broken. She could have a concussion as well. Waking her up won't be simple. We shouldn't do it abruptly."
"Stop talking funny and wake her up! She could be in pain!"
"Crash, calm down. Continue with what you were saying," Prim calmly spoke. Always the peaceful one.
"If she has a concussion her head could hurt. We need to shield her eyes from the light in case she wakes up. Call an ambulance. She needs medical attention immediately."
"Okay. Aera you do that-"
"Why me?"
"Please."
"Whatever."
"Crash and Min, come here and take your jackets off. Use that to shield her eyes from the sun."
"Alright."
"Okay, Pinky."
"What's your name?"
"Verose."
"Okay, Verose, will you help me drag her into a shaded spot?"
"Why should I-"
"She needs help, Verose. You did this," the other girl spoke. "The least we can do is help."
"Yeah. Whatever."
I want to open my eyes so bad, but I can't. Why?
My body began to move and I panicked. Who's touching me? Prim? Aera? Crash? Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Stop touching me. I can't see and I can't move. How do I defend myself like this?
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