My moon

The ultimate ace

You were asleep. You were warm, but you felt a chill on my forehead. You decided to wake up and see what was going on. Opening your eyes hurt, but not because it was too bright, but you were straining my eyes to try and look in the dark.

You felt around, and the warmth met your hand again. Suddenly, tiny rays of light shone down to where you were. And you see it. And you see him. You both were in a tight space, with my body pressed against his chest. You wanted to get out of whatever this thing was. You wanted to be able to breathe.

You started looking for a way out of whatever this thing was, and instead you woke him up. He looked at you with a bewildered expression before we both fell. You both landed on the floor into a classroom. There were three other people, and you fled before they could embarrass you.

You ran into the dark hallway, and bumped into someone. Someone you hadn't expected to see in a long time.

"Rantaro?" You asked.
"Yes, that's me, who's asking?"

(Thank Atua, he doesn't remember me.) A wave of relief crashed over you.

"Well, uh, we were best friends before you moved away, but it's not much of a stretch to believe you forgot about me."

He paused for a brief moment, probably thinking about what to reply with.
"I did forget about you, I'm sorry. Can you tell me what your name is?"

"Clara. Clara Yoronturo. I'm the ultimate ace, but I'll tell you more about it since I have to go."
And with that, you ran away again to hide in the nearest small space. Cowering like my life depended on it, I was flustered. The dude probably has a girlfriend and I did what exactly?

"Hey, princess. You look lonely, and I happen to be nice. Wanna hang?" Some tall dude with brown spiky hair and slightly sloppy clothes stood beside me.
"I don't know if you know this, but I'd like to be alone right now, thank you very much. Anyway, the answer is no." You replied, wiping the sweat off of your face.

"What."
"I said no."
"Damn it, I'm not deaf!" He pulled you up by your collar, and pinned you against the wall. You squealed in terror. Geez, you just can't catch a break today, can you? "Listen, you don't get to use your snotty ass sarcasm on me, ok? Or I will hurt you. Tell anyone, I'll snap your neck." He said with a husky voice. "Got that?"

You swallowed some saliva. You were petrified, and your face displayed this. All you could do was nod. He let go, and you could feel yourself having a severe panic attack. You couldn't breathe. The world was spinning, and you were just trying to keep your balance. Your head began to pound, and tears were rushing to flow out of your eyes.

"Hello? What's going on?"

This voice. This voice cut through the noise and pain. This voice. This voice was gonna put you through hell. And back.