Chapter Seven

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Seven
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It felt as though the whole world was on her shoulders.

Asher always felt that way but the weight only increased the moment she walked through the entrance halls of the impeccable Colland University.

Jsyk, there's sarcasm there-Nothing in CollU was impeccable.

It was the bane of her existence.

It was just halfway through her first year when she wondered if considering to drop out was normal.

Three years later, the thought still loomed.

"Hello!" A blonde girl yelled just as she slipped out from the crowded hallway.

Asher barely glanced her way when she jumped in her face with a smile she wondered if it didn't hurt.

"Hi. Again. Look, I'm never one to bother, I'm Kiera. Vice president of the-"

"-I'm good" Asher deadened before sidestepping the girl and continuing to her first class of the day.

For reasons unknown to her, people had started coming up to Asher strangely, always seeming to request for something but she never let them get past the first five seconds.

She was accustomed to her loneliness. Depression was her right hand man now.

Still, Asher didn't blame the girl, she wasn't even supposed to be alive that day... Why on earth had she listened to some dumb app?!

She literally couldn't wait to get back and end it all, like it should've been.

She trudged into the class and as usual, nobody seemed to care. She was going up to her usual back seat when a face got into her line of view, making her heart wrench.

The person, at that same time locked eyes with her, their smile dying immediately.

It still felt so painful. So fresh, so raw...

The pain of being cut off, of being alone.

Laramie averted her gaze back to her friends who'd been looking over at Asher stood in the very front of the class. Well not that she cared, the professor wouldn't even see hee anyway.

Asher wasn't normal, remember?

"-Someone's going to take that seat" some dark haired guy spoke up just as Asher was about to have a seat.

She looked at him, with nothing but the misery her eyes held. Anybody with eyes could see it.

Perhaps he could pity her.

Or he was simply blind.

"I'm serious though, get another seat" he finished rudely and returned to his phone.

The latter then.

No pity for the deserving then.

Having nothing to offer or say, she turned on her heels and took the only seat she could find.

The back seat with all those alley kids who chewed gum.

She called them alley kids because grown adults weren't half brained as they were.

The lecture happened and because she could barely get any of it, she spent the whole hour and half, sketching.

Maxine.

Asher's heart broke at the thought of that.

Maxine was gone.

She'd had her favorite mop brush with her that tragic night she got caught and suddenly, she was gone.

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