Silver's Effect

Ryoma

it wasn't long after koyuki ran off that momo stopped in front of me. 

he blinked before asking me "where did koyuki go?"

i looked in the direction she had ran before saying simply "the music room."

i pushed my hands into my pockets as i turned and walked to the court i had indicated earlier, thankful it was the closes to the music room.

momo followed me as he slung his racket over his shoulder and started to complain "aw man, i wanted to see if fuji would team up with me and we could have a doubles match."

i rose an eyebrow in interest before looking through the open window of the music room as i got closer.

she had just got in and was making her way to the piano.

absent mindedly i continued the conversation with momo "you'll just have to make do with me today."

she sat down and seemed to stare at the keys for awhile before i got into serving position and waited on momo to gt in his ready position.

when he was ready i served to him and we began a rally back and forth.

it seemed like it was silent for an eternity before the soft sound of piano keys made my ears perk up a bit.

"Finding refuge in my own lies 

How are you 

I'm doing alright 

Small talk is a great disguise 

Just let me be, just let me be"

as her voice carried to me i couldn't help but frown at the sadness in it.

"Empty thoughts start to crowd my mind 

Am I only living, living to survive? 

Shake it off but I've lost the drive 

Just let me be, just let me be 

let me be okay"

i felt myself focus on the words she sang rather than the rally, knowing this song meant something to her.

 "No one knows what goes on up inside my head 

There's a new kind of poison and it's starting to spread 

No one knows what goes on up inside my head 

They don't think I need help 

But I'm scaring myself 

I just want to be okay 

i just want to be okay

 All the voices in my head are coming to life 

They're getting louder and I'm terrified 

How do you run from your own mind? 

Is this what I've become? 

Take it back, what have I done? 

 No one knows what goes on up inside my head 

There is a new kind of poison and it's starting to spread 

No one knows what goes on up inside my head 

They don't think I need help 

But I'm scaring myself 

I just want to be okay 

i just want to be okay

 No one knows what goes on up inside my head 

There's a new kind of poison and it's starting to spread 

But I didn't think the antidote was in my hands 

I can change my plans, I can change my plans 

I tried to find my reflection on the glass 

But all I ever saw were the things I lack 

All the smudges on the mirror made me go insane 

All I ever thought I was 

Was a mistake.

No one knows what goes on up inside my head

There's a new kind of poison and it's starting to spread

No one knows what goes on up inside my head

  up inside my head  

  up inside my head "

something must be going on with her.

i barely noticed as a ball hit the court beside me.

i looked towards the window again to see her sitting with her hands resting on the keys of the piano.

her shoulders were jerking slightly, making me wonder if she was crying by herself.

 should i go see if she is alright?

i frowned slightly before turning and walking to the coach.

the older woman looked over to me with a slightly serious expression as i asked in a bored tone "can i go to the restroom?"

she stared at me for almost a minute before sighing and waving her hand in a 'go ahead' fashion.

i set my rachet on a bench and turned to leave only to stop as she called out "oh, and ryoma?"

i looked back over my shoulder with an eyebrow raised.

she smiled slightly and said "take your time."

i turned and started to walk in the same direction koyuki had taken off in earlier.

as i turned the corner out of everyone's eyesight i noticed a vending machine just down the walkway.

changing my path i made my way to it and bought two grape pontas.

they were cold against the palm of my hands as i stepped into the school building making me frown down at them slightly.

this girl better be worth my frozen fingers.