✦いかないで. [ song_fic ]..*

✦いかないで.

*.. Starting from the very beginning..

"But what have our parents done for the past forever, while those things build a spire of corpses?!" Uzi's presentation screen was displayed she spoke. 

Switching the screen, she continued. "Hide under the ice behind three stupid doors-" To irritation, her vocal tone wavered high for a short moment as she explained; 

"It's like we're waiting for an inciting incident." Her facade immediately switched, as her displayed presentation's background image switched once again. "Anyway, that's why my project is this sick as hell RAILGUN !" 

The worker put the remote around somewhere, as she characteristically picked up her dearest project creation. 

The classmates at the background just had surprised and shocked reactions as most of their eyes widened. A random worker just added while that. "So not the vibe-" 

The screen stated 'No signal', as the purple haired worker was just casually dealing with whatever situation this was.

 "Easy, morons, it doesn't work." She shortly looked around for a moment, and pointed the gun while accusing. "Yet. It doesn't work yet." This was just getting interesting. 

"Who said it doesn't work? Maybe it DOES!" She activated her rail gun, as a bright green hue decorated Uzi's personal moment of chaotic laughter. 

The teacher yawned, ending her scenery. "Uzi, the homework was a word problem about buying watermelons." She glanced over at him as she gestured her rail gun while replying. "Oh, and this magnetically amplified photon converter doesn't count?"

 The teacher blinked silently, having a judgmental expression. His tone had a hint of sarcasm as he spoke.

 "No, plus, regressed emotional baggage was only worth two points on the rubric."

 He tapped on the desk twice, and once more looked at the short worker drone, as he questioned; "and is it supposed to be that color?"

Wait. 

What ?

The worker looked down, noticing the different hue then before. It was red. Her eyes switched into a halo shape due to reaction. There wasn't any time for her to act, as it exploded.

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There were a bunch of posters, showing that it was probably the nurses office. And as expected, there was Uzi, one side of her visors eye bandaged, her steaming rail gun at the spare seat next to her. Taking notice, Uzi looked at the doorway. 

The two of her classmates stood there. "Ew, it didn't kill her." She stated with a vocal tone slightly dramatic or sarcastic, probably both. "Oh my god that was so bad-" the two of them just laughed as they left. 

..It was weird.

She genuinely didn't care, until now.

Her name was Doll, if she remembered correctly?

Something about her just made her rather conscious, and recalling her memories, that didn't happen before.

It didn't take long for the short worker to just brush it off, thinking that her 'angsty hormonal demeanor ', was just it. Or maybe she was just tired, if that even works.

..or that's what she thought. 

*✦____________________________________________________.**

Another dreadful, boring school day once again.