SAKURA AIRI POV“Can we talk?”
I remember Shiro asking. When I saw her sharp eyes, I felt like she was going to say something I didn’t want to hear.
“S-sorry-”
I tried to send her away, but she drew in close and whispered in my ear.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t have you running away this time. It’s really important that we talk. Before things get worse.”
Before things get worse? Does she already know? She was there at the incident so she must have seen me. So why didn’t she rat me out?
“Let’s head back to the dorms. I’m sure you wouldn’t want us to talk about it here.”
She said. I gulped and began to pack up my stuff, but then,
“Hey Shiro, come with us.”
“Yea yea, we’re going to search for witnesses.”
“Sorry Airi, but can we meet at 5?”
Before I knew it, they had dragged her away. So I headed back to the dorms myself. I doubted she would even make it at the time she appointed. Her friends would probably not allow it.
So, at the moment I was editing my pictures so I could post them on my site for all the viewers who loved me. There was this happiness I got from hearing people praise me. The feeling of getting something you normally wouldn’t was really amazing. Addictive, even.
DING!
While I was editing my Zero Two cosplay, I heard my doorbell go off. It startled me a bit. (A/N : Darling in the FranXX, anyone?:))
“Airi! Open up!”
It was Shiro-san’s voice. I looked at the time and it was exactly 5pm. She actually came on time.
DING!
“Airi? It’s Shiro!”
She rang it again and this time she named herself. I closed the open applications on my computer and went towards the door. I opened up and she walked in hurriedly, sweating a bit.
“What took so long? Don’t you know how hot it is out there?”
She sat on the couch and dropped her bag next to her, while basking in the cool air of the air conditioner. She even opened the top buttons on her uniform while fanning herself with her palms. I could only stare at her. She looked as gorgeous as ever. A true beauty, smart, popular, seemingly childish but actually mature, and she even possessed good athletic prowess, although she hides that for some reason. She was what most would call a perfect human being. It was for this reason I was cautious of her. She was just too good to be true. Both she and Kushida-san. Is there not another side to them, like there is another side to me?
“What are you doing? Won’t you sit?”
She snapped me back into reality.
“O-oh, y-yes.”
I sat across her. She looked at me intensely. I met her beautiful crimson red eyes for a second, but I averted my gaze immediately.
“W-what did you want to talk about?”
I decided to ask first since I wanted us to move past this awkward situation.
“Ah yes. I believe you already know what I want to talk about.”
She sat forward and I flinched. That look of hers was seriously unnerving.
“You were there, weren’t you?”
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THE CRIMSON EYED WITCH
FanfictionShiro Tatsumaki, easily the 2nd best product of the White room was assigned to attend the Advanced Nurturing High School as an experiment to find out how the students from the White room interacted with those from outside the white room. On a bus to...