A forever blissA silent rain
A amazing shock
On a rainy day.
To each there own
But there are many
Who find the comfort
From those little drops.
The clouds are sad
They're crying down.
On a day of autum
They hit the ground.
It's amazing joy
But to watch it go
Is a feeling of dread
That leaves me so.
So may it start
This rainy evening
And let me stare
At this meadow.
Tiny sprinkles
Of silent rain
They make us calm
And let us sleep away.
We went into the real Caféteria area.
It had 8 long tables, and was a pastel yellow and orange color scheme.
Shiba eagerly sat down at one, along with Aiyu, Maiya And a few other I haven't met.
Fritz, Yasashi, Naoki, Megumi, Nalan, Viraj and Hanako sat down with me, and another group at another table.
Some students already went to their rooms, i guess.
Megumi looked at me. "Hey, Lance?" She asked. "Have you met the little girl thats here?" She asked as she continuously scratched her face. I'm assuming she means Kiki?
"Hm? Oh, do you mean Kiki? The kid who's clothes are tattered and who has alot of scars?" I asked im return.
She nodded her head "Yeah, Her! I didn't know her name was Kiki, i just saw her walking around sadly..." She gloomily said.
Nalan looked at Viraj with a sad look. "Poor baby... I saw her too.. she looked like she was badly hurt, but.. she ran away from me..." She said in a very hurt tone.
"Really? She spoke to me. And introduced herself. Apparently she hasn't seen people besides her family?" I explained as Yasashi spoke up.
"Well that's good she trusts you! I heard children have great intuition on people, so if a child trusts you then thats a good sign." He happily said as he continued to write in a small portable notepad.
Hanako slightly laughed.
"Whats so funny?" Yasashi asked, insulted.
"Oh, oh nothing you said. Its just i was thinking, if we're in a killing game, why don't we just.." she cut herself off as she noticed. There was two cameras in the room. She then grabbed Yasashis book and pencil.
"Hey!" He said as she put her hand over his mouth.
She wrote something down in the notebook, and sat it in the middle of the table.
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Butterfly Colors
FanfictionWarning! Things in this fangan MAY NOT make sense, seen as its the second story in a trilogy of 5. So, here's the warning. Butterfly colors is a Fanganronpa, Following the journey of a Young Poet named Lance Anderson. 30 people are being held capt...