Your POV
I ran back home, as fast as I could. I didn't care who I bumped into on my way, I just needed to go home! As my mind could only think about going home, I bumped into a person with blue hair. I didn't care, but I did feel a little bit bad so all I did was apologize.
"Sorry!"
But finally I could see my apartment building up ahead. I ran and ran holding onto my backpack, as I ran up the stairs to my apartment floor. Finally I was at my room. I was sweaty and tired. Very tired. I took off my backpack and looked for my key, but I couldn't find it! It wasn't in the spot I always put it! I literally dumped out my whole backpack trying to find my apartment key!
Where is it!?
I couldn't find it. It's not there. Then a moment of realization hit me like a lighting bolt! It must've fell out when I bumped into that person! Dang it! Now what do I do? I guess I just have to wait for my parents to come back from work. I put everything back into my backpack and stood up. I decided to just relax and look out the balcony.
What a long day.....
The stars are very beautiful. By now the butterflies have died down, and other thoughts filled my head.
I guess Mr. Gakuhō was right. I should've studied harder, I should've tried to go back up. I shouldn't have doodle in class, I should've paid attention!
Now a single butterfly flew on my nose. Just a single butterfly. A butterfly of regret.
I guess...... I guess losing my key is karma for going to e-class.
I just stood there, motionless. I let the wind mess up my (H/C) hair as if it was braiding it.
The wind felt nice. It felt like the wind can sweep all my troubles away.
I was lucky to look up at that exact moment. There was a shooting star, moving trough the dark sky.
I
Wish
That........My butterflies can please just go away, or at least make them feel like they're gone.
(Sorry if the wish was kinda lame.)
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