Dandelions.
There are always something fun in them.
Wishing upon a shooting star? Quite fun!
But wishing on a dandelion? That's rarely ever done.
It's furry and fuzzy heads, slowly flying away when it's blown.
A wish was made under a beautiful sk...
"What happened..?" I ask, finally out of the clinic. It took me about 5 minutes of rest before getting out. "You were turning on the AC, fell from a not sturdy chair and passed out when I went inside the room." The Vice President, who walked beside you, shrugged. "I thought, I fell on you?" You muttered under your breath, making Scaramouche raise a brow. "Pffft, fell for me?" He snickered, you deadpanned, him clearly not hearing what you said, properly. "Fell ON you." You repeated, emphasizing the word on as you roll your eyes.
His eyes widen a bit, looking away in embarrassment as he grits his teeth. "You didn't. Happy?" He answered, in an irritated tone, again. "Jeez, what did I do to you?" You scoffed. He glared at you, before continuing to go upstairs and into the Student Council Office with you tracing behind. You notice someone running beside you, their hair smaking your face as she ran down stairs.
