A Painful Melody

Chapter 4- Patched Lunch

3rd person POV

"Everyone turn their textbooks to page 32. For the first twenty minutes of class, complete page 32, 34, and 36. Turn it in once you finish." The teacher's demanding voice echoed throughout the classroom.

"Akagawa-san, you dont have a textbook yet." He looked at the red haired female. Her red hair emitting a sense of bloodthirst, fear, and freedom. The teacher didn't know what he was thinking, her hair was just red. Nothing more, nothing less.

"I will share with a person and copy down the questions. I can just get the questions and still complete the paper." The teacher had to force his lips not to smile. She was quite dedicated to her studies and disliked being given a handicap.

Though others questioned her intentions, she merely just wanted a reason to talk to Akashi. The other classmates would have gladly trade the opportunity of not doing the work. Yet here she is, volunteering to do work.

"Akashi-san, I won't talk to you afterwards but may I copy down the questions from your textbook?" Her sweet voice sending shards of pain through Akashi's ears and heart.

A glare resonated on his face but Akagawa didn't care. She wasn't inferior to him. She wasn't. Words that could possibly mean no meaning when in face of his absolute confidence, flooded her disturbed mind. Akagawa didn't know Akashi well and she didn't know his background.

Though she knew better than anyone, not to mess with people despite their looks. Akashi tched, "I already have some answered. I don't want you copying, find someone else." It wasn't true.

Akashi was too focused on the being beside him that he didn't answer a single question. Her voice was two-sided. When people heard melodies and lullabys, all he heard was chimes of regret and pain. Yet, he couldn't get enough of it.

His mother was dear to Akashi. She is dead. Though Akashi still longed for the feeling of being near his mother, the woman he loved. The person that cared for him, cheered him on, and left without a trace.

Akagawa sighed at her failed attempt, her chance at patching up her already broken relationship with Akashi failed. The red haired female walked up and after exchanging a few words with the teacher, left the classroom.

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RING!

"Hari-san, can I eat lunch with you?" Ayaha peeked her head in Akagawa's classroom. Many guys and girls swooned at her cuteness. Her emerald eyes shimmered after hearing a 'yes' from Akagawa.

"Let's go in the courtyard. It's too stuffy in this class, I need a breather." Akagawa playfully winked, making Ayaha blush. Ayaha smiled despite her heart beating out of her chest, "Hai!".

Akashi watched Akagawa leave the classroom, leaving her scent lingering in the air. As if saying, I was in this classroom. It taunted him, "How repulsive." He mumbled.

"Is that really Ayaha?"

"Since when was she so outgoing?"

"She's really cute now."

"Ayaha may be cute, but who was the other girl she was with again?"

"Oh, that's the transfer student. Is she a foreigner?"

"Her looks aren't humane, or at least we haven't seen anyone with her appearance."

Akashi moved his shogi piece, Akagawa was no longer in his sight and not in range for him to hear her. Though she taunted him, even though she wasn't here to do it directly others continued her wishes. Or so Akashi believed.