Selfless

Chapter 1

                    Ayano's Point of View

Blink

"Why do I have a feeling something important will happen today?" I ask myself while looking at the lighted ceiling. It's morning already.... I guess I have to get ready for school.

It's currently 6 AM in the morning on the first day of school. I'm in second year now so this doesn't really feel new or exciting to me... Well as of now, nothing really is...

I stay on my bed for about ten minutes, day dreaming about what might happen at school later on before I finally get up and fix my bed sluggishly. For some weird reason, I'm acting lazily even though nothing seems to be wrong... 

It must be nothing, I shouldn't worry about it.

I continue to do my daily morning routine- prepare my things, take a shower, cook my breakfast and lunch and eat. I have to cook food myself since my parents aren't around. They're currently travelling but I don't know where exactly. They told me not to worry though and that I could handle everything myself, and I did.

After finishing some parts of my breakfast with only a piece of bread left, I decide to look at my phone to look at some stuff.

7:00 AM

Oh, it's seven o'clock now, I see.

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"Wait seven o'clock?" I ask myself, quickly lookig back at the clock on ny phone to make sure that what I was seeing was true- and it is!

I quickly get my things, including my bread since not much was on my plate and this usually filled me up just enough to get through the day, and quickly to school. I of course locked the door since no one wants to get robbed, even people like me.

While running to school, there was a corner. I was about to stop when a boy suddenly gets in the way, leading to our fall.

"Ouch..." he says, quickly getting up and rubbing his forehead. " I'm really sorry for bumping into you... I was in a rush s-so I ran as fast as I could but I couldn't really control it so when I noticed you, it was already late so now we're here and you and I fell and--" I cut off his fast explanation before he could even finish it while still not looking at him. I was too focused on my arm- it kind of hurts.

"It's okay. It was just an accident we can still-" I say, trailling off as I stare at him as he's giving his hand to me to help me up.

Dug dug dug dug dug dug

I move my gaze to his face and that's when my heart started beating faster and my whole system going nuts.

Dug dug dug dug dug dug dug dug dug dug

"Again, I apologize. Let me help you up. It's the least can do." He says with a soft smile and gesture. My hand automatically moves and answers his hand. Touching it felt like there was this electric shock that I've never felt with anyone before.

He pulls me up gently and I assist myself as well so that he wouldn't have a hard time. He holds my other hand as well so that I could safely get up and stand properly. He lets go and then bows at me.

"N-nonononono... Don't! It's really okay! I should have been more careful myself. I should have also done something since I noticed you beforehand..." I explain, trying not to make the redness in my cheeks too noticeable but regardless, he still notices.

"H-Hey are you okay? You look a little res there... Is something wrong? Are you hurt?" He asks continuously but I just reply with repeated nods.

"Are you really sure? I can--" he says leaning a bit closer but I cut him off.

"I'm really fine. Uhh I should probably run now, haha... Okay,gottago!" I say, immediately running to school with red cheeks and a nervous mind, leaving the boy behind.

*

"Wow, Ayano. Almost late already at the first day? That's new... You would usually be one of the early birds. Lucky for me, I actually woke up quite early. Don't want to make the master angry!" A girl with a white headband, a girl that I suppose is in the Martial Arts Club, cheerfully said while preparing her things. I think Mina was her name, I'm not quite sure since she doesn't really interest me.

"I suppose today isn't my usual day..." I just answer while making a disappointed face since it is quite true. I have never been late like this before. Some things just change, I guess. I remember the memory from earlier today but I try to brush it off.

Somethug is awfully weird about it though...

Everyone is currently chatting with their friends while some are alone and are just minding their own business- just like me- since the teacher isn't here yet. Our class doesn't really have a lot of students so it them talking to each other isn't loud... Which is actually something I've been sort of curious of. The number of students in school don't really occupy all of the chairs reserved. I wonder why...

On the corner of my eye, I notice an orange-haired girl crossing her arms

After a couple of minutes, the teacher finally enters the classroom, we all do our greetings and then the class starts.

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After class ends, I go outside the classroom to get a drink from the vending machine. I suddenly remember my encounter with the boy. I try to remember  every single detail related to that situation- most especially his appearance. I need to remember it, just in case it was needed because I know brushing it off won't do any good. It was too weird to just be a normal occurence.

I remember looking at him, seeing his face clearly. His dark hair that seemingly reflects some light as the bright rays of the sun hits it, his smooth,clear and fair skin touching my own, his soft and gentle smile that I didn't know even know existed and his eyes... His eyes were sparkling and were so mysterious. It was as if it was pulling me into his soul. They were as black as a void but they still hold emotion.

An emotion I had never experienced.

As I though of these things, I started to become a little bit red, sweaty and breathless and I even started to see every single thing in a shade of pink.

As I was distracted, I bumped into someone. I rub my forehead and look up and I see a boy with  messy dark gray hair with a white head band on it.

There was a little bit of tensed silence filled with weird stares between us until my body decided to fall down and lose conciousness.