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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. ]

Luciana looked at the unfamiliar boy with confusion. "Oh hello- did you really expect me to say that after you just took a picture of me?" She stifled a laugh. "If you want a model, I can pose for you. But it won't be for free." She says with a mischievous smile.  

Jana smiled to herself as she drew in her notepad, giggling quietly. She was sitting on the school steps, waiting for someone to come back out so why shouldn’t she draw a little something? In the end, she drew an adorable suga from BTS with hearts surrounding him.  She giggled to herself again, wondering if he would ever see this. She let out a sigh when she realized he wouldn’t. She suddenly had the feeling that someone was watching her, and turned around to see a lad/lass staring over her shoulder. Right. At. Her. Drawing. She gasped, her eyes full of alarm as she quickly shut the notepad. “Hi!"

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          Sora's papery pale skin is in major contrast with the warm sun that bathe her skin. She looked unhealthy, because of lack of physical activities in her life. She looked sickly thin, the result of living off cup noodles, chips, and ready-to-eat products. 
          
          But she couldn't help it, could she? Her happiness is indoors. Mainly in her room. Where she stays all day and night watching japanese animations, anime. Surrounding her is a bunch of weeabo merchandise, and other figures.
          
          She was in all bliss and happiness, until her adoptive father encouraged her to attend a real school instead of being tutored at home. (Mind you, there was also the mild insults thrown about her hobby, and she was upset.) But her dad is beyond reason. Even threatened that he woulf cut her allowances every month.
          
          That is completely insane. Where would she get the money to buy a newly released manga? Fully colored and english translated are quite pricey after all! Sure, there's the option of finding a job, but last time she's checked, people hire those who have atleast finished highschool.
          
          That's how she came and attended Oakleaf, the only problem keeping her from her obsessions.
          
          

taken aback by the words he hearkened. loki started doubting his ears. "come again?" he asked, confused. "you must've be mistaken—that was far from a masterpiece." the lad spoke in a low voice, lowering his head as he clenched his fists. "i've realized messed up the song; that's why... i no longer wanted to continue." he said in low spirits, closing his eyes as he held his guitar tightly.

yasmine eyes grew larger as she watched how the male student's coffee spilled at the once white crumpled paper. "i should've just let him stepped at the paper" she mumbled underneath her breath as she diverted her gaze  to the student who's currently giving her a look. 

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          Luciana was dying to play baseball. As a kid she has always fancied playing with the bat and rally the ball with her father. Yep, good times. She thought. "Kung may rewind button lang talaga." She said to herself. "Anyways, shall I go play by myself?" She asks to no one in particular. After deciding, Lucy finally got up from her bed and pulled out her baseball glove and ball. Lastly, her sweet baseball bat, incase she wanted to practice swinging. 
          
          After finding a good spot she started to play catch by herself. She exchanged a few hits from a big green wall when suddenly Luciana heard a thud and a person talking from behind.

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 ﹚