Will Of A Deity

12| Communication: Disorder

Location: Amane Building, Horizon Academy
Time: 13:49
Athena Whitesky

Before anything else, I'd like to point out three points that feels off about our situation.

One, the coats. They fit perfectly. I taught the princess will notice how off that is but she just rolls with it so I tried not to think much about it. But fabric feels newly washed, it even reeks of the smell of fabric conditioner. When I first touched the coat it was still warm which means it was just ironed a few minutes before. Not to mention the fact that the cabinet only have these two coats inside. Nothing was in there, not even a single dust, aside from these two coats.

Another point, they trusted us way to early. If I were in a position where I work with confidential files and records, I wouldn't let anyone to just get ahold of them. But they gave the princess student records without a second thoughts. And now, they want me to help with the accounting office.

And lastly, this guy...is weird.

"W-Were these coats ready-made?"

Communication Disorder

A disorder wherein an individual have difficulties in expressing his or her thoughts through communication.

Symptoms may include: Stuttering

"Why do you ask?" I flinched at his sudden change of tone.

"I-I...I was just...w-wondering!"

Potential Causes: Low Self-esteem

"Oh, yes. They are ready-made," his expression changed into a smile. He was about to take another step when he fell face first on the floor.

"O-Okay ka lang?!" I tried to check if there's anything that caused him to fall but there was nothing.

"Okay lang a-ako," he said as he hurriedly dust himself off. "Hindi naman m-masakit."

Although he said that, he looked like he's on the verge of crying.

I helped him up and gave him back the clipboard that he was holding.

"S-Salamat po," he's suprisingly polite.

I was observing him awhile ago. He fixed his glasses while touching the lens- he's not used to them. He didn't seem to realize the fingerprint he left on the lens. And his glasses? I don't think they are corrector glasses. They don't have a grade nor eye protection. They're basically made of plastic. When he took the coats from the cabinet, his hand went pass the hangers for a few second before he's able to grasp it. His nape looks lighter than his face, did he forgot to blend the powder? 

Looking at this person, his oak black hair is combed rather cleanly yet not-so-charmingly as two wooden branches stick out from them like horns. His complexion was also a bit dark due to his race but it matches his moss-colored eyes. His long pointy ears were drooping. Maayos rin ang pagkakasuot ng pulang uniform niya and his nails were trimmed properly. He seems like a neat person and yet...he didn't notice that his shoelaces are undone.

Neat yet careless.

"Yung sintas mo..."

"Ah! H-Hindi ko napansin."

I noticed all these things yet I continue to keep them inside. Nobody would want to know these thoughts. And I don't really have any courage to say them out loud.

"T-Tara na," nahihiyang sabi niya.

Sumunod na lamang ako sa kaniya. Tumalikod na siya sa akin at naunang maglakad. Although mahirap makita, I knew I saw it.