island

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          ring, ring. the bell signalled the start of break time for the students. instead of running to the cafeteria, she went to the quadrangle, for she didn't feel hungry at all.
          
          after roaming around, aria scrutinized a very clean whitewashed wall in the school's campus. it was a very clean slate and was tempting to put graffiti on. the sunlight perfectly complemented it, as it gave a sheen shine to the wall.
          
          temptation was her bestfriend and she always gave in to it. she dropped her duffel bag filled with spray paint cans and got ready to work.
          
          that's when she heard footsteps. for all she knew, this person or student, would immediately tell the headmistress. but she couldn't care less.
          
          "what do you want, hoe?" she scowled at the student, her spray paint bottle pointed at him/her. she also didn't care about the foul word she used, for this student, in her eyes, was clearly a nuisance.

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

basking under the illuminating sun, the gentle gusting wind across the warm breeze; loki let out a satisfied smile. the lad situated his hands in his trouser's pockets, his jet black locks adorning his crimson highlights swayed along the wind.
          
          positioning himself and then placed his slender fingers at the fretboard. a bubbly, melodious tune soon enveloped the area as loki started strumming softly yet passionately, and soon opened his mouth. "three little birds sat on my window," he sang. "and they told me i don't need to worry-" loki reflexively paused, scrutinizing his chinky eyes around yet find nothing suspicious.
          
          he sighed, putting the guitar strap across his shoulder and closed his eyes momentarily. "why did you stop?" he asked aloud, a little confused as he slightly puckered his lips. contemplating for a reason he had never thought of.

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          how boring can a life of yasmine marsielle can get, you ask? well as you can see. yasmine was just strolling around the campus's hallway, facing down. facing down? well that's weird. but let's continue the narration. her eyes examining every corner of the hallway's floor.
          
          when a piece of paper caught her attention. she stopped on her tracks, her eyes focused on the white slightly crumpled paper on the ground. well for you, it might seem like an ordinary used paper but for her its not.
          
          do you know, that one of yasmine's habits is to collect non precious materials/things? for she believed that every stone has a rough diamond inside. weird again? well you must be used to it now.
          
          yasmine's eyes flew upward to a stranger who's casually walking, not minding his/her surroundings. her eyes widen, when realization hit her, the stranger was about to step on the paper "hey stop right there!" a command suddenly left her mouth, lifting her right hand to stop the stranger. she blinked twice, realizing that she might come off rude.
          
          ⠀⠀﹙ hello, sorry if you find this starter weird, op is not in her right self when she's writing this. anyway if you're confused or has any question regarding to the starter feel free to ask me ﹚