The Cursed Iris

Start of a New Story

"Kastumi, do you really think that we'll pull through this?"

A boy with spiky white hair, red eyes, his skin the color of bronze, along with a toned physique gave a reassuring smile. "Of course, we can, I mean we got you after all. You're our good luck charm Ayame Akiyama."

Ayame is a 15-year-old girl of Japanese descent, with black hair with a small little piece sticking up, blue eyes, and was about at the height of 160cm, "Why are you calling me that? Look at what happened to all our friends when I got involved. I've brought nothing but misfortune and despair," she stated as her attitude began to change.

"Ayame, I..." Katsumi began to say, but it was like his form flickered as if it was a dream.

Little Iris, you need to wake up, a voice said. Ayame groaned as her eyes fluttered open, and she saw another girl in her face, "Geez Ayame, your breath is terrible."

Ayame looked at her and got frustrated. "I've told you about calling me that, Atsuko."

Atsuko giggled as she walked over to the window in Ayame's room, which was full of all types of anime, manga, and video games basically an anime lover's paradise. She opened it, and a slight breeze came through along with the chill of winter, her arm got bumps just from the freezing wind.

"That's cold, but the weather report says that it's supposed to be warm today," Atsuko stated with a mischievous smile.

Ayame stared at her as she always does, Blonde hair, blue eyes, beautiful skin, amazing physique, and not to mention the happy go lucky personality; Atsuko really is perfect. As expected of a girl mixed with a foreigner father, she thought with a glum expression.

Ayame seemed to be daydreaming, so Atsuko decided to walk over to her.

"Beautiful blue eyes, silky black hair, that adorable little mole under the left eye, amazing skin complexion, not to mention that amazing smart girl personality she has," Atsuko voiced as she got closer to Ayame's face. "All she needs is more confidence and she'd be the prettiest in all of Japan. Ayame Akiyama, really is past perfection in my eyes."

Ayame blushed and this wasn't the first time Atsuko made her flustered. She never knew why Atsuko even hung out around her. Of course, their parents had been friends since they were babies, but Ayame still couldn't believe that was the reason.

"Ayame you're an open book. I can literally tell what you're thinking before you think it," Atsuko giggled.

Ayame, still slightly blushing, looked at Atsuko with a confused expression. "What does that even mean?"

"What that means is you need to stop worrying so much."

"But..."

"Just stop, even if our parents weren't longtime friends, I would still want to be the one there for you. You're pretty but you're not confident in yourself. I won't be going anywhere until you get that confidence. Even when you do, I'm going to still be here. That's because I love you Ayame."

Ayame's mood changed, and Atsuko smiled. "Now come on go brush your teeth and get ready for school. I do not want to hear that idiot student council president and vice president's voice about being late again. They were annoying even before we got to our first year."

"You're right," Ayame stated with a smile. "Atsuko, listen there's also this dream I want to tell you about."

"Is it about that Katsumi boy?" Atsuko asked with a mischievous smile and glint in her eyes.

Ayame pouted and she walked out of her room. "Never mind, I'm not telling you anymore."

"Aww come on Ayame. Don't be like that!" Atsuko whined.