Mortal Infinity

3rd Mark

Kuroko11's Note:

Thank you for reading this story...

+.+.+.+.+.+.

Everything changed after that incident. Duas kept his mouth shut, never dared to construct a conversation with me and strictly prohibited himself from talking to me. At first I didn't mind it but as weeks passed by I just realized that my self-discipline was briskly declining. I would end up sleeping on the floor after doing my work. I might be a student with special treatment but I'm also a working heiress of the Mortal Family. Everyday, I would wake up having my laptop on with lots of emails coming from my Father. Some were proposals and few were concerned messages from my cousins. 

Lime always checked my well-being through mobile calls. I really hated him for having an instinct that could monitor me. He would call me to ask if 'I'am eating properly because his stupid instinct is tingling'. My father tend to whine over the phone about it too. I had no idea why he kept on acting like a five-year-old kid even though he was already in his late-thirties. He was so young when I saw him for the first time. Actually, I thought the people around me was mocking me because damn he looked like a brother to me. I always asked him back then how the heck did he and my mother able to have four children in their youth. He would just ruffled my hair and throw me and the air; saying he was such a hearthrob back then that's why my mother fell for him million times.

Speaking of my mom, I had no idea when would I start her failed mission. I really didn't care where the heck was that or what the hell was that crap. I was born to finish it anyway. Putting that aside, my father told me that one of my cousins would be visiting me pretty soon. He reminded me about that raven punk's game...I'm sure he was participating in FIBA...Well, he was an import after all and I could assure that he still sucks to be a generalist type of player. Back then, I would reject him as my student since he was not comfortable but his mom kept on pushing him to me. He eventually gave in but I, just being me sealed my words with act and end so he ended up hating me more than before.  

+.+.+.+.+.+.+.+.+.+.+.

The day when she barged inside the Student Council...

As usual, the place was filled with noisy officers and club representatives, they were debating about something...It was already the second week of the second month of spring and the academy would be having its own Game of What You Are in one month and two weeks. The director has some weird way to name a event, the academy's goal was to produce well-rounded idividuals. Even though, its main docus was sports, he wanted it to have that name for the said event.

Festival should sound great but for those who were going to be in charge of the big event, it was definitely their nightmare. Scythe who was just being herself...sadly ordered to be the presence in the tough meeting by the normal curriculum's whining president where she was currently in. She was so pissed off about it, she wanted to be heartless but Kira who was the vice president begged on his knees to get her approval.

"No more mercy next time, " she remarked ; turning her back from her just-for-now classmates.

She started walking towards anywhere since she didn't know where the heck was that place. Thus, the office was easy to find because of the golden plate pinned on the wall proudly saying "Student Council Office". As her sight caught it , she single-handedly tore it from the wall because of her bad temper.

She opened the door and no one noticed her until a loud thud. Her forehead was forcely smacked to the President's forehead. Scythe with the golden plate hit the poor guy until he lost his concious. Everyone was startled, the people who were just sleeping woke up and for those noisy, their mouths were left hanging.

"Did anyone here know that I am capable of everything?" she glared at them then started to snicker. She shoved the Sleeping Beauty out of his chair. Well, he was a boy and Scythe wanted to call him that. Without the president on his chair, Scythe had the place to sit. Everyone was just gawking at her liked she was some sort of a demon with her black hair and red eyes.