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It was yet another day.
Every thing is filled with drops of dews coming from the falling rain. The grass becomes chaste yet wet enough to dampen everyone's socks today. The soft tip-taps coming from her window sill create a song that makes Lisa feels vulnerable and calm.
Lisa isn't an exception when it comes to rain
After all, she thinks that every thing hates her.
She places her umbrella down, her socks lightly soaked along with her shoes. Lisa groans and walks to the ear-wrecking hallways. She squeezes into the crowd and finally, she reaches her locker.
Lisa slowly opens it, as expected, she sees her books ruined. I have to make up an excuse again. Lisa thinks to herself, grabbing the wrecked books on her hands. This isn't new, in fact Lisa is thankful there are no rats today. Some random group of people like to barge inside Lisa's locker just to put some rats or even old books or trashes, they're finding a way to get inside of Lisa's nerves.
But nothing is working.
She closes her locker, walking once again but this time, she strides to her classroom in a fast pace.
Something's unusual. Lisa can tell. The walls, they're quiet as ever yet screaming. The aura becomes a cruel digestion infesting her brain. The rain covers up the unyielding feeling of always yearning for trouble.
Every thing is so strange today.
There is something swelling on the floors she walks into. A rotten ache slowly consuming her feet as she takes steps closer to her classroom.
What is this feeling?
Lisa stops. No, she has to halt.
"Lisa," Jennie calls her softly.
No, go away. "Y-Yes?" Lisa looks at Jennie's beautiful brown eyes. The older could see the tremble inside Lisa's bonny brown eyes. Lisa glances at Jisoo, she's also smiling at her and Chaeyoung is beside her.
Jennie forces out a small smile.
"Come with us."
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Lisa stares at the classroom's board. Her face is still drenched with the rain but mostly-- with so much disgust. She wants to throw up, punch the walls until her knuckles bleed down every word she has to encounter everyday.
She wants to bleed.
Her shaking hands touch her wrist, her arms, then her face. Lisa wants to scream. But right now, everyone surrounds her-- everyone is here. She glances at the girls in front, Chaeyoung, Jisoo, and Jennie.
