"UHM." YOU STAMMERED OUT,
looking at the lilac haired male in front of you.
His hair reminds you of someone.
"Different colored lilacs symbolize different things. But purple ones represent love, or something like that.."
You shake your head, hand brought to the temple of your head. Massaging it as the splitting headache only got worse.
"Whenever I gaze at them, I get reminded of you. I will never forget the warm feeling I felt when I first met you. I knew for an instant, that you were the one."
You groaned, laying your head against the desk. The male had a look of concerned distinguished on his face as he stared at you.
"Uhm, are you okay?"
"No." Your muffled voice rang out, cheek pressed against the cooling texture of wood.
'AUGHH, WHY DID YOU SAY THAT!? STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID. JUMP OFF A CLIFF ALREADY, YOUR SO FUCKING EMBARRASSED AND PATHETIC. UGHSH DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE D-'
Murmurs were heard around the classroom as judgemental looks were thrown at you. The lavender-haired male is still awkwardly stiff beside you, lightly scratching his nails into the wood.
The lilac pin in your hair gets smushed against the desk as you turn your head to face him. Cheek mushed against the wood, you mutter a small apology.
"Shewry" the male gave you a dumbfounded look.
"Huh?" You sat straight, keeping eye contact with him. "I said sorry." You explained, watching as he sagged his shoulders down in relief.
"It's.. fine." He murmured, the air turning more awkward as they sat next to each other in silence. Sounds of pens and pencils alike scribbling surrounding them as the clock ticks for each passing second.
The air is suffocating.
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Clamoring your way out of the classroom filled with teenagers, you make your way towards the cafeteria.
It was your favorite period.
Lunch.
The smell of food tempting you to walk faster towards your destination. Almost wanting to float in the air like some sort of cartoon character. You wish you could.
Entering the cafeteria, you're met with a gremlin cat fighting with upperclassmen. Wow.
"Myah?! No way! Hands off the bird, chump! I need my protein because I am HANGRY!" The cat protested, throwing his fist up in an intimidating matter.
It wasn't whatsoever.
Blueberry boy tried to intervene, talking about how fighting with magic was prohibited.. yadah yadah yadah.. wait.
"Fighting? You got it all wrong. This is just me helpin' an ignorant freshman know his place."
"Now, let's see just how many ways there are to skin a cat, heh!"
...Oh my.
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Bonus!
The petite male looked at you in confusion as you exited the classroom.
"You have to talk to Professer Trein."
Making eye contact with him, you cross your arms and blow a raspberry.
"Pffttt.. shut up."
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Upon a Wishing Star (UNDER RE-WRITING)
Fanfiction☆ = Edited □ = old In my dreams, I see a field of lilacs. A farmer and a star, gazing into eachothers eyes. Both filled with conflicting emotions Why can't you see I don't want you to love me as your savior, but just as myself? Please come back. Ple...
