𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗟𝗘 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗔𝗚𝗘

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄

Winsome suspires of an early breeze were the start of this morning.

Golden shines seeped through the green canopy in a beautiful komorebi that wondrous psithurisms chimed with triumphantly. The morning hues mixed with the tired atmosphere created from a long and filling repose the night before. Clouds carelessly danced across the cerulean hues high above creating an ataraxy of shades. Morning dew glistened on the green grass worth a tint of gold reflected by the sun's big rising over the mountainous horizon.

You'd think this morning was a blessed one; the soprano singing of birds lulled out the psithurisms but sadly, impuissant to the roaring engines of cars waking from their rest to start the day.

Gently stirring awake to an obnoxious alarm, I raised my body with an irritable look in my eyes. The blaring ringtone a displeasure to hear on Monday mornings but nothing I could avoid. I hastily clicked off the ringing from my phone, a tiredness in my eyes that I tried wiping with my fingers. With a small and subtle groan I swung my legs over the side of the bed letting out a yawn as I mentally prepared to stand up and proceed with the day.

As usual I dressed myself. I pulled on my uniform shirt and skirt as well as my socks and shoes to finish the outfit. I brushed out my hair styling it whatever my hands dedicated themselves to do today, then followed that up with brushing my teeth clean. I got everything I needed situated then followed my house's hallway to the living room and kitchen. I didn't expect much from today, just a normal and boring morning to afternoon at school. So, to be on time and avoid any conflict with the disciplinary teachers for being late, I ate breakfast quickly and hastily left home.

Not too long after, the obnoxious suspicion I'd left something important at home yelled at me from within the walls of my head. Creasing my brows, I stopped on the lonely pathway to dig through my bag with eyes narrowed in skepticism. The silence of today wasn't anything worrying, it was normally silent in my neighborhood, I just hadn't expected the birds to quiet as well. Though, that was the least of my concerns, I still needed to confirm — or hopefully deny — my hunch.

I had only stuck my hand into the second pocket of my bag when my shoulder was pushed aside; I was struck with both incredulity and brief, bruising pain. The harsh shove left me both surprised by impact and the sudden appearance of the stranger. Astonishment swelled in my eyes, the whites of them pulling back across my face and raising my brows to further express my shock. "Hey...!" I caught myself from falling and abruptly shot my head back up. I prepared to speak to a rude individual on this bothersome Monday morning but instead lifted my head to meet the gaze of a young, gloomy boy. He didn't seem any older than I was, but he had seem just as astounded as me.

"I'm really sorry!" He apologized quickly, dark, navy hues shining with unvoiced concern. His apologetic tone was soft and yet very worried, he clearly hadn't meant to disturb my walk to school — he was just in a rush... "It's... fine..." I brushed it off noticing his troubled face. The minor accident left him to apologize once more, appearing to be genuinely remorseful for an unexpected incident that had only left us surprised. I hadn't meant to take my time to observe his features, I just felt a voice in my head telling me to. I watched the slight sway of his obsidian coloured hair as he spoke quietly. Embarrassment laced his tone and so did the worry I seemed to notice more. He himself was quite a pale boy, his defined features and slim body made him look rather gaunt.

There was a moment I noticed he and I had been staring a little too long but before either of us could voice a single thing he turned on his heals, fleeing quickly. I wondered for a moment why he'd left so quickly, haste in him when he disappeared as if in fear.

But, I cut my thoughts short knowing it was just a mere accident — It would be long forgotten by tomorrow.