1.) Kuroi Tenshi

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When did I start this kind of life? Oh I remember, it was on that particular day.

(Flashback to 5 years ago...)
"Mummy," I said as I tugged on her sleeve repeatedly. "You should turn left now!"
"And I don't care if he can't make it on Tuesday! I have to make sure, hold on. Kuroi, can't you see Mummy's busy at the moment? Go play with Daddy." My mother replied, gently pushing me away and gesturing her arm to her husband.
"Kuroi, not now. I'm in a meeting. If I were to make time for the family I would have to clear up some work first. Go use your phone or something." That was my father's response when I tried to talk to him.
"Mummy, Daddy, there's a truck coming our way, we need to move, like now!" I breathed out frantically, heart beat rising by the second. My eyes nervously darted to and fro from one parent to the other. My words had fallen on deaf ears.
"We have to turn now, hurry up!" I shouted in distress as I tried to get their attention.
"Guys we have to turn n-"

It was too late.

Those words were followed by the sound of glass shattering. Before I knew it we were flipped upside down. I could feel my consciousness leaving me, second by second. The last thing I remembered was the sound of sirens wailing, people shouting, loud honking and the smell of blood.

I woke up with a jolt. My chest heaving up and down, the sound of my heart beating was so loud that it could be heard all over the room.

It was just a dream.
A dream that I kept coming back to.

I sighed as I got out of bed. I couldn't think of negative thoughts like this. It's always good to start the day on a positive note. Especially since today was the first day of school, my first day of transferring to a new school to be exact. Already finished changing, I grabbed my briefcase and headed out of my dorm room. I walked towards the lift, greeting employees on the way. As I exited the company building, I checked the time on my watch.

"It's already 7.45am? But school starts at 8.00am! I'm gonna be late!" I stiffled a curse. How did time pass by so fast while I was changing?
While brisk-walking and focusing on how I should be politely apologising to the teacher for being late on my first day of school, I happened to bump into a tall figure.

"Owww, my head!" I whined.
"Oh sorry, I wasn't looking, forgive me."
"Huh? Oh it's alright, I wasn't looking either." I answered. I looked up to see a tall boy that was older than me. He had smiing eyes and a heavenly smile. He looked like a ray of sunshine amidst the shadows. His smile looked perfect, almost too perfect. His hair was in a shade of a vibrant vermillion. How ironic for someone who could be nicknamed "Sunshine Boy". Now inspecting him closer, he seemed familiar. Almost as if I've seen him somewhere on TV before.
"Sorry for bumping into ya! Oh we're wearing the same school uniform! You must be from Fukuhara Joint School too! I'm Nezuko Kazuya, nice to meet ya!" He introduced himself cheerfully.
"I'm Kuroi Tenshi, the feeling is mutual. Are you the famous idol Nezuko?" I asked.
"Yup! But you can just call me what my friends call me, Zuko! Speaking about appearing on TV, aren't you the famous model with a pretty face that always goes viral? That model Kuroi Tenshi!" Nezuko questioned.
"Yeah that's me, I didn't know I was that popular," My eyes widened at his response before, turing my head away to hide my slightly pink cheeks.

Nezuko's POV:
Did she turn her head the other way so I wouldn't see her blushing? How cute. Who would have known the one and only Kuroi Tenshi would turn pink just because a boy told her she was pretty. Perhaps there was more to her that I should find out. Could she have the same thing as me? Did she have 2-

"How about you? Aren't you the super famous idol, Nezuko Kazuya, known for his sunshine smile and radiant aura!" Kuroi said.

I saw how her eyes lit up while saying stuff about me but quickly faded into emptiness again. How peculiar. To any normal person, they wouldn't notice. But for someone like me, it's hard not to notice when you feel the same thing.

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