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That Expressionless Guy

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Parts 7
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Sionel was this guy I sat beside during class since he came to School of Titylo when I was 11y/o. Since then, people stopped bullying me. I thought it was because everyone had matured and became better people. To him, I was probably the girl called Fyrie who sat beside him during class. Everything was going okay until Sionel stopped coming to school. I never thought there was anything going on between us  but I started missing his presence and people started calling me names like "fairy" and "fire".
It was then I realised everyone feared him because his expressionless stare when they approached him. Then, one day as I was doing my homework in my room, Sionel came into my room through my window and grabbed me. Before he created this.....portal, he whispered the first words he had ever said to me, "Come on, hold on tight, Fyrie, the Iyre have discovered you're a ...." Those were the last words I heard as I was sucked into the portal and Sionel hugged me closer to protect me. His next words changed my life.
"Sapphirer, just like me." Then, I fell asleep in his arms, lost in the whirl of thoughts in my mind and the swirling vortex of colours and sound around me. Clinging on to Sionel, the only strand to reality I knew now.All Rights Reserved

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