ari.

Preston was roaming the campus halls when he saw the figure of a female vandalizing the wall, immediately, his footsteps came into a halt, eyes widening as his spec glasses shone under the bright light of the sun. His brows furrowed, "Forgive me if I'm wrong, but isn't that going against the rules???" He questioned, eyes hovering over the female student and the half vandalized wall. 
          
          ( noona, svlr po!!!! (╥﹏╥))

lemon frowned . “ i see ,  it ‘ s  not possible then . was it ? “

“ could it be possible for the graffiti to be erased ? “

Pagkatapos ng klase ay natutuwang lumabas si Weinara. Dahil wala siyang magawa, nagikot ikot siya sa campus like she always do. Maya maya ay napunta siya sa bandang likod ng campus.
          
          May nakita siyang babae, pinagmasdan ni Wei ang nasa paligid nito, spray cans? Taka nyang tinignan ang babae ngunit agad na napatalon ng mapansin siya nito. "what do you want hoe?"
          
          Wei looked at her with widening eyes, "i didn't mean to interfere— naglalakad lang po ako dito sorry po. i'll get going, just don't spray that thingy" turo nya sa spray can na nakatutok sakanya.

Sora was never a fan of roaming and walking around, she had the tendency to get lost. But today was such a different day. She just felt like she needed to take a walk to release the tension on her shoulders. 
          
          With a few steps, she began to hear a spraying sound. Scared that it mught be something dangerous, she started to walk back. But then a figure caught her eyes, moving its limbs up and down on the wall. When she realized it was doing something suspiciously, it was already too late. The stranger had spoken.
          
          Appalled, and taken aback with her words, her own mouth formed an 'O'. Heat filled her pale cheeks, she was embarrassed with the stranger's words more than insulted.
          
          "Uh.. I'm sorry, I didn't meant to─ um." Sora struggled for words.

"Then call me a grandpa." He spat icily, hiding the tiny sprout inside his pockets as he stared at the female in front of him. Chase lopsidedly grinned, remembering how his sister has the same vibe with this reckless girl. The young Herondale was someone quick to judge rather he was one of the person who often dismissed his judgements yet this time was an exception. Messed with him but do not try to kill his children (cactus).
          
          "I don't care how you view me but the fact that you've almost killed my cactus is very annoying." He spat, glaring at the woman. "You," he paused, pointing the woman with a blank expression. "smelled trouble." Chase turned his back, picking up his book and leather bag, ready to leave the area.

As Art heard the ring of the bell, he immediately go out and went straight to the Cafeteria. After he bought one ramen, he went outside the Cafeteria and go through the Quadrangle, seeking for some fresh air.
          
          He sat down on the grass and let his back rest on the wall. He was about to open his cup of ramen when he heard a satisfying sound. The sound of the might spray paint cans. He stood up and left his ramen on the green grass. He walked to where the sound came from until someone spoke, diverting his eyes to a lassie who's vandalizing the shining shimmering white wall. She pointed the spray paint to Art, causing him to raise both of his hands, like surrendering. "Chill there fella! I don't care what are you doing there but I have a question."
          
          He pointed the spray can she's holding. "Where did you bought that? How much? Is it good?" He asked many questions, he got interested at those spray paints rather than her doing monkey business.

"crush ko si aria noona. ang ganda niya. wenk wonk."
          
          [ apologies. this is only a dare. hope you had a great day. ]

say goodbye to sweet aeryn aquila, welcome the not so sweet aria aspen.

Stumbling into an open forest field, Chase realized that the field was completely empty. There was no one—all is but empty bench underneath the tall oak tree, a quiet hush and the smell of flowers seeping in around. The young Herondale embraced the ambiance of the environment, letting his guard down as he sauntered towards the empty bench whilst clutching the straps of his favorite leatherbag. He sat down on the bench, opening his bag and picked up a book inside, and with care bring forth another one of his babies; Alicia. A newly sprouted cactus.
          
          He flipped the book opened and sat comfortably, even crossing his legs. "Alicia, you can enjoy the sunlight whilst I read here." He said as if he was talking to a little child, placing them onto the ground in front of him. He smiled, satisfied that he found this open area without anyone here. They would probably find him weird talking to a cactus as if it's a baby. Soon, his ears perked up, picking up the sounds of the rush footsteps in the distance.
          
          He closed his book, scrutinizing the environment yet found no one. He massaged his temple, momentarily closing his eyes. "I must've be paranoid—" The footsteps was once again heard but this time, it seems to be much swift. Chase stood up from the bench, turning his back and furrowed his brows, there seems to be no one but where does the sound came from? "A cactus?" Someone spoke that made Chase startled, he turned his back to face Alicia but found her plastic pot habitat was flattened.
          
          His face turned pale. "Alicia...?" He blurted out, staring at the tiny sprout cactus beside lying beside the flattened plastic pot. He kneeled down, picking up the sprout and put it in his palms; completely neglecting the stranger in front of him who was giving him judging looks.