(Ayako's POV)
I wasted no time.
Flying down the staircase, I darted towards the playground, when I heard a stern voice behind me.
"You. Yes you."
I felt an arm creeping on my shoulder.
Rolling my eyes, I whirled around.
"Where do you think you're going?"
I gave her a scornful look.
"Could you perhaps, please stop stalking me?" I answered, pressurizing each word dramatically.
I've had enough for today. . .
She smirked at me, a burgundy strand falling loose on her face.
"Look,"
I started, exhaled heavily, and continued.
"Lyra..."
"You're not calling me that," She darted.
Maintaining my calm composure, I ignored the sharpness in her voice.
"Well, screw it then... I'm just here for-"
Uh oh.
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I quite clearly remember my next words-
"WHAT THE FUDGEEE!????"
I pushed her out of my way--I hope I didn't shove her too hard.
Man, I'm dying today.
Am I gonna spend my whole day here?
After a long time, I finally made it.
I was finally here.
My face was wet, and eyes straining. I could feel my heart pounding.
I panted and gasped loudly to let some air in.
Once I regained my vision, I observed that the field was empty.
I dropped the stuff on plain grass. As I started heading my way back to class. . .
An arm suddenly pinned me to the wall.
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Rivals
General FictionTwo gods of their own world, lived peacefully, until they stumbled upon a path which intertwined their fates. Kaito Ayako lived her leisure, comfortable life, which she was blessed with. "All people are nothing but mere toys to be played with. They...
