People come and go.
There are times when the world seems to have lost all its colors and the melody of life has turned into agonizing silence.
There are times when your knees feel weak every morning while getting out of bed, and the repetative tune...
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...Why are they so absolutely disgusting?Why can't they taste like, I don't know, strawberries or vanilla?
You contemplated as you walked into your classroom with head tilted down to the tips of your shoes. The bitter aftertaste of your now regularly taken medication sprawled all over your tongue. Rinsing your mouth with water on your way to school didn't really do much, it was just too strong. As long as they help...
You sat down to your place, silently observing the wave of students flowing through the door. Managing to spot a few sparks of bright orange every now and then.
"Hi there, Y/n!! How was your weekend??"
"Hey Hinata, pretty good, how was yours?" You smiled gently at your classmate, feeling somehow warmer towards the world this morning. You kind of believed it was because happy pills began to work. But maybe it was just a placebo effect, who knows.
"Exhausting!!" He exclaimed with an emphasis on the ex. "We'll have another match really soon, so I have to practice a lot!"
"You always practice a lot."
His cheeky smile widened. "Well, now I have to practice even more than that!! I still need to work on my-" He began blurting out a swarm of volleyball terms you wished you understood but sadly didn't. His hands waved around almost as if they helped him explain all better.
"That does sound tiring."
"And what did you do??" Pair of eyes shimmering in interest never left your being as their owner placed his belongings down, taking a seat nearby.
It was so far the most spontaneous and comforting conversation you've ever had with the boy. He was always excited to see you, which you could not really comprehend, but you never actually attempted closing the cold distance between the two of you, bearing the name 'classmates'. Reaching the level of friendship seemed impossible until now. Not with just the tangerine boy, but with everyone. What changed... You wondered.
I'm a new soul, I came to this strange world Hoping I could learn a bit 'bout how to give and take
Only recently you again began to appreciate every kind smile sent your way. Now, you lifted your head up from the ground when you walked. You'd let the sun trace your features and you'd try to analyze what colors hid in the pairs of eyes you passed by. Earth seemed to keep gaining the colors it had lost long ago.
Your train of thoughts abruptly stopped with the arrival of your teacher. She held bunch of papers in her hands. You spotted a few messy calculations and sketches of your classmates on those. Her swift movement swirled the air in the rooms, sending a light breeze your way. The tapping of her shoes was quick and certain.
"I apologize for keeping you waiting for this long. I have finally corrected your tests." . . . Shit... I completely forgot we took those.
