Time~ (Remake of my story Mastermind)

Part 1

The air was light and thin as you inhaled through your nose drawing in the cool air and exhaling warm air through your parted lips. As you stood at the bus stop you could hear cars driving, their engines soft as their rubber wheels scratched against the rough surface of the road but as they drove by they created a breeze, as the manmade air twirled( your colour hair) playfully, only for it to grow still letting go of your hair as the twirled strands go limp resting on your shoulder where it lay once before. As you took a deep breath the sweet scent of cherry blossoms filled your nose, ( your colour eyes) shifted their attention to the rectangular poster stuck onto a metal box that was supported by a polished pole, as the sides of the poster caught the light from the sun's strong rays the light began to glisten, you felt your eyes strain as the tiny muscles around your eye tensed up, your eyelids narrowed your vision instinctively, you lean forward to look at the small black print which read the number and time your bus was and when it was due to arrive and where it was heading to and in your case, it was heading to the stop right outside your new school, the Tokyo Metropolitan Nurturing High School. As you checked your watch which lay on your wrist it read a minute before your bus was due to arrive according to its schedule. when you looked back up from your watch your gaze wandered curiously around the bus stop. You saw a middle-aged man with glasses in a maroon suit, his hair neatly combed and styled. you saw a young woman around twenty scrolling on her phone, her brown hair was let down, tucked behind her ears neatly, and the smell of her sweet perfume lingered in the breeze, it was sweet like like the scent of vanilla. next, you saw others dressed like you, they all wore the same red worsted wool with a golden outline made out of thread running down the blazers. your white skirt with red whine colour material running through it matched the others down to the thread, while the males wore pesto green fabric trousers.

The high-pitched sound of breaks being applied grew close as the engine relaxed into a low gentle pur, A single-decker bus with an ocean blue tummy pulled in before coming to a complete stop with its right indicator blinking orange, and a queue began to form outside the closed doors. A sound of a hiss as if air being released from a balloon emerged as the doors pulled apart allowing the queue to start entering the bus and quickly filling the blue sponge-filled seats. finally, it was your turn, you greeted the bus driver before taking the time to sit in a seat in the back of the bus settling your satchel on the grey floor before sitting upright once more settling into your seat.

A pause of silence began to grow as a few people shifted in their seats however the silence died prematurely as the engine groaned and with its effort, the large rubber wheel began to rotate, building up speed. you lean back into your seat sinking into the foam, you are off on your way to a new chapter in your life!

Leaving behind your past, however, it's only a matter of time before it catches up to you.

..its just a matter of time before it will...