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"what a waste of time" rush mumbled as he watches you walk away. 

yujin was holding 5 packs of stickers. she doesn't know what to do it nor why did she bought it. so while walking, she thought of i bright idea, messing up with someone.  
          
          she decided to put stickers on strangers. unluckily, you've become one of the victim. i ran after you and placed a sticker on your cheek. i chuckled. " you look cute miss. " i exclaimed then tried to run,

the prank was on set, and what aizel needs to do now is to send a message to her victim. well aizel is not bad as you think, this is just a revenge after anastasia pranked her, and it's payback time.
          	
          after sending a message to her beloved friend. a grin crept from her lips, imagining the scenario that will happen a few minutes from now. all she needs to do is to pull the rope and the bucket filled with red paint will surely land on her victim.
          			
          sitting quietly on the corner, patiently waiting for her victim to go inside the room. her senses was alerted when she heard footsteps. getting ready, aizel gripped the rope. as soon as a figurine entered the room. without hesitation she pulled the rope, causing for the bucket to fall.
          
          "huli ka! akala mo hindi ako makakabawi-" aizel trailed off upon realizing that the bucket fell on a stranger.

ethan was walking around when he suddenly got tired and looked for a sit. he gulped when he noticed that there's only available sit beside you. "excuse me, miss. can i sit here?" he shyly asked.

❨ STR ❩
          He drew his gazed upward, endeavoring to took at least a gander at the resplendently gleaming sun in the sky. The lad's left arm soon followed, covering a part of his temple to lessened the blinding light directed onto his eyes. Unexpectedly, his eyes moved restlessly towards the right; "Shoot." He mumbled, emplacing his right hand onto his slack's pocket. A tall figure approached his vision, a lump materialized onto his throat. Revil froze on his spot, unable to move nor to run. He began to feel afraid.
          
          Although what the figure is unknown, he was hoping—kinda hoping rather, that the figure may be human, or at least a nice monster. But was there even both? Whether it human or monster, both are just heinous. Thinking the figure might not notice him, he pretended to be a statue, adjusting to breathing to fit with the place and stopped moving. He eventually closed his eyes too, in hope of not being noticed, except for the fact he looked outstanding whereas his ash blonde hair and uniform.
          
          ❨ the decision is yours, whether you'll approached him and do something or just pretend he doesn't really exists ❩