«did you think you can escape these barlines?»
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twinkle twinkle little star,
how my heart is black as tar.
up above the world so high,
all my sorrows sit and lie.
twinkle twinkle little star,
how i wonder who he is.
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The First Hidden Colour
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-A month later-
"ARGH!!!THIS...AYUMI!"
"Hehe! Catcha later Chi~chan!"
She ran away, holding my hood, that she forcefully removed from my hands as I was leaving my flat. I slide my finger to the side, causing it to lock before wearing my shoes and towards school.
Ayumi was waiting to get the jump on me while I was distracted. She literally ran off to school withmy hood. Just like that gone. Poof!
Although I had plenty more hoods in my house, Yamasaki Chiharu is just too lazy to open her house door again and grab it, especially when she just woke up.
I waddled my way to school, a violin in hand, my bag, and the feeling of burning stares straight into my back. My eyes wandered the courtyard, suddenly spotting Miyamoto-kun walking ahead.
His group of friends tapped him on the back, saying,"Good morning" as they joined in the conversation.
My eyes gazed downwards.
Must be nice... Being greeted by friends...
"Good Morning."
My head instantly jolted up as I paused in my steps, not knowing he was standing right in front of me. Our noses were inches apart, his sky blue eyes staring directly into my purple orbs.
He jumped back in reflex, his hair covering his face before scratching his head.
"S-Sorry..."
"Well it's fine..."
I am slowly getting used to Miyamoto and his knowledge of my existence. But the only reason why everyone is noticing me, is the disappearance of my HOOD.
"Let me guess, Ayumi?"
I nodded my head.
"Ew who is she?"
"Why is she so close to Hikaru?"
"I heard, that she scored the first in thr first years for the mid term exams!"
"Oh that Yamasaki girl?"
"Look's kind of plain, right?"
"I think so too."
"Can she just--"
I just walked on, ignoring the rest of the conversation. By the time I realised, I was way ahead of Miyamoto-Kun.
Sighing tremendously, I swapped my shoes to the school provided shoes. I placed my shoes in the locker, casually following my daily routine.
