Regret

28: School Year End

Third Person's POV

Literally all the people breathed in relief after getting a break off studies and school work. The common routine in breaks will again be effectuated to fill the days. It focuses chiefly around the class of Celeste in the mood and time for party planning via group chat.

Kiara: Where is an ample place to party?

Klein: Club?

Yun: Somewhere else please.

Reid: We can't go there yet.

Zane: Zera's?

Beryl: XD

Zera: You plan to dance with plants? >:)

Ryen: HAHAHAHAHA

Stella: Next.

Meika: ...

Eileen: ...

Den: ...

Lacey: Not asking me?

Jia: Got an idea I presume.

Lacey: Our empty soundproof cellar.

-seen by everyone-

Lacey: At 1 pm in the block close to H.U.

-seen by everyone-

Everyone agrees and arranges their set edibles. Exclusively, countable classmates readied themselves and 'tools' in spite of fright concerning an inevitable controversy. 

Flashback:

"It'll be about Celeste." one of the girls, she who the witness of Celeste's activity was with, whispered at the girl who tried to erase her absent-mindedness. Upon hearing the name, she drew a tiny smirk on her face and low-key, pulled her four pals maximizing the company. It flowed like the game Message Relay, those friends shooting soft talk invites at a couple of girls and the team of the eye drawing nobody's tact. He stuck his eyeballs towards the latter who invented a no-choice-but-just-come-with-me contact. Satisfying the destination, they wormed to the companion's unit and settled down anywhere in the luxurious living room.

"What brings me here?" catechizes an ad interim bystander. The girls never shaped why through their lips up to now. Those implied made the precise question surface them then the companion breaks their mystery. "One of us unintentionally put his eye through the teensy space in the middle of the dressing sector's curtains and caught Celeste sprouting snow." That garnered echoing question marks from newly informed folks. So surreal as it sounds, shivers outran their funny bones. "He did. Play the clip." The eye, lightly acknowledged for the case and wordless, performed the instructions to their facades. It is low-lying enough to flash a clean view of the snow girl's tricks. "Unedited?" queried a coloratura timbre. He nods followed by "He can't edit." from one of his buddies.

Forcefully, everybody bought the indubitable ability of Celeste, overdeveloping tons of abhorrence and rub out intuition upon her as they are conceiving diablerie apart from two boys with the gut feeling of Celeste's impeccability, power benison, in especial jeopardy. Both threw out the option of talking and quietly chose to be removed from participation of anything they may and will contrive and commit. The five gals became prided indulging themselves into it and joining in the right people they highly thought feel wrong of Celeste, conveyed by the others' facial expressions and blazing eyes as seen by them. "Undefinable hate answered. Back to the start, I could feel something bad from her and didn't know why I never favored her." a girlfriend said. Within the unit, the atmosphere, once limpid, blackened for the strategy in delivery.