«did you think you can escape these barlines?»
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twinkle twinkle little star,
how my heart is black as tar.
up above the world so high,
all my sorrows sit and lie.
twinkle twinkle little star,
how i wonder who he is.
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The First Hidden Colour
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Chiharu's POV
I sat down on the bench, a hat covering my face and a large hoodie (that did not belong to me) that was wrapped around my waist. A sigh escaped my lips as I rubbed my hands against the warm can of coffee I had just bought from the vending machine.
It's already Autumn, five years after Hikaru and I started dating. Ever since graduation, Hikaru and I became what we wanted to be. I attended a music college together with Hikaru and now the both of us were aspiring musicians, one a concert pianist and the other, a popstar.
We are pretty contented with what we became today.
But today, I'm not going to go back home. Maybe it's because I was being petty, but we had a terrible fight. It was probably because of me. I felt guilty.
I sat alone on the bench, a flock of birds at my feet. They weren't really doing much. It was as if they knew I was upset and decided to sit in front of me, as if to accompany me.
I'm pretty sure he's mad at me.
"Chiharu?"
A voice called out to me.
Looking up, I saw both Ayumi and Yuuta. I smirked. Even if I do sometimes love pairing them up, it's unnatural to see the two of them together.
"What are you doing here?" Ayumi asked, sitting herself beside me.
"I'll go get some juice?" Yuuta said, a smile on his face as he scampered away.
"So? What happened?" She asked bluntly.
"Me and Hikaru had a fight, basically," I replied, pulling my hat down more. "This time round, I think it's my fault."
"You haven't changed since highschool!" She laughed. I pouted.
"Don't you think you have something to say to him then?" She follows after that.
"I know that... But..."
"But you think he's still mad at you?"
I nodded.
Ayumi sat back, her hands behind her head. "If he was mad for a long period of time, I think your relationship with him wouldn't have lasted for so long."
