July 13, 2016
The bell rang as the class decided to give those students a chance to take a break for one hour according to their own schedule. Students walking out of their classroom as their voices filled the hallways and some were running to see their other friends to create their own group. Some were heading to the lockers area to switch another book for the next subject and a few of the students stayed outside of the building yet still inside the campus to have this kind of picnic group together.
Uta was walking by the hallways, had her hands behind her back as she looked at the view at her side, it was a lazy afternoon somehow she had this feeling where she wanted to go to sleep but she couldn't. Wondering how her other friend had some free time to talk with her, a sudden surprise when someone poked her shoulder from behind. She stopped her walk and looked over to her side to clearly see a black haired girl with her black orbs, pinkish lips draw into a bright smile. Uta's eyes widen, she smiled back at her and finally gave her a hug which made a black haired girl laughed. They were all wearing their school uniform that time, of course they had to.
"H-Hey, I'm all ready here. You don't have to cry like before! " The black haired girl hugged her back with a short soft giggle. "I'm not crying, Miya. I'm not like before, I had changed," Uta said with a giggle too as she broke the hug. "It's great to see you again, Miya." continued her words as the black haired girl who's name was Miya still had her smile for her friend which they hadn't talked for four days, "I know, me too. "
"So how have you been these days? " Uta asked her friend as they were visiting the football field, slowly with their walk as they arrived at the place where the benches were. They sat down by those at the end which it was a higher row and Miya looked up at the sky, she had her feet swinging and said, "Been fine, I'm so sorry that I'm busy. Archery got me. "
"No, I understand. " Uta shook her head as she smiled at Miya, making that she was pretty fine about it. Knowing that her friend Miya didn't had any free time to hang out because of the practice, she had been in tournaments inside the country which made Uta proud of. Miya then said as she stood up, stretching, "How about you Uta. How have you been? "
"I'm doing fine a little though you know about the field trip, right? " Uta asked and Miya placed her hand on her hair, she closed her eyes and nodded. "Yes and I hadn't seen you around that time," Uta flinched when she said that, she had her eyes on Miya as she focused. She crossed her arms, she hadn't seen her that time of their field trip, she was with Shin the whole day during the trip so she had no idea about it.
"You were, how come we hadn't seen each other during the trip? "
"Maybe because of the separated bus but that last stop, seriously! I suddenly felt so uncomfortable about this. " Miya seemed like she was scared that she wanted to share to Uta. She had herself hugged and then closed her eyes, remembering the time of their field trip. "I remember the feeling, that place. That greenhouse, it was something that I had not been feeling so uncomfortable before. "
"What's with the greenhouse, Miya? Tell me. " Uta was interested to know about the greenhouse, she wanted to know what Miya had experienced back then during their trip. As Miya sat down again beside her friend, she placed her hand on her lap as she opened her eyes. "Uncomfortable feeling, something very gloomy and suspicious that I can't even make it out. There's like this cold wind shivering and the atmosphere inside, it was just too bad. I don't know why I felt that but I just do. It was scary, Uta. "

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Greenhouse Magic
Fantasía"Greenhouse, I know I had been here before. " A yellow orange haired girl said as she looked at the greenhouse's structure. Shinjitsu Utau, her friends call her Uta for short is always drowning into her deep reveries and hopeless romantic. All she...