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I was walking around the forest, looking for something to eat. Until, I saw a tree. I smirked as I saw it. So, I jumped and landed on the branch.
          
          Being the clumpsy me, I thought I was going to land perfectly, "W-w-wow!" I shouted as I fell on the tree. "Ouch, that fcking hurts—" I said as I held my head, my eyes shut.
          
          I opened my eyes as I felt something below me, It was lifting me, up and down. I looked below and there I saw you, breathing heavily.
          
          "Oh sh- I'm sorry!" I said and stood up.

[ balakajan pards ]

Aphra's eyes were closed as she was lying on the grass, feeling the fresh air. Music was playing from her earphones. Everything was at peace until someone accidentally stepped on her hand. "Ouch!" she groaned as she opened her eyes and caressed her hand. She rose up and looked at you. "Yah!" she said, frowning at you. 

the wind blows through the streets that are cleared with people, though some stores aren't yet closing. the moon glows, scattering light all over the city, mixing with the faint light from the glass windows of the shoppes and lamps that are placed in every corner of the town. 
          
          for caspia, it is the best time to stroll around the area. she always likes how the cold breeze softly brushes on her skin as the moonlight hits it, making it radiantly natural. perhaps, it is one of her own beauty hacks. 
          
          walking leisurely, she closes her eyes, tucking her hands inside the pocket of her jeans, resting her mind, cutting all those thoughts for a moment. and there she gets lost in her own space. 
          
          being unaware of her surroundings, caspia's breath hitches when she feels someone put a hand on her shoulder.
          
          her face becomes pale and her palms start to sweat. she is just new to the place, she couldn't trust anyone other than herself.  so without thinking straight and fear combining in, she sharply turns her head back and harshly pushes away the person. she breathes heavily, raising her fists up to her chest in impulse.
          
          

malakas na buhos ng ulan ang bumungad agad sa akin paglabas ko sa coffee shop, "sht. umalan pala? wala akong dalang payong, ang bad timing naman." reklamo ko. wala na kong nagawa kundi suungin ang ulan at tumakbo papunta sa pinakamalapit na book store. basang basa ako ng makapasok ako doon, nakita ko ang pagtingin ng mga ibang bumibili pero di ko pinansin at agad na hinanap ang hinahanap ko, malapit na kasing maubos ang stock non. nang makita ko na ang hinahanap ko, isa na lang ang nakalagay don kaya dali-dali akong tumakbo papunta doon na parang maagawan. malapit ko na sanang maabot yon ng biglang may kumuha non, "hoy akin na yan!" sabi ko sa lalaki at pilit na kinukuha ang libro.

She poked your back "hey" she smiled 

Ayane was taking a walking on the street, carrying a plastic bag in her right hand that contains packs of fresh animal blood. She was happily walking, humming her favorite song. When a pink butterfly just appeared in front of her. Her gaze followed the butterfly, when suddenly she tripped from a stone that was in her way causing her to fell. She lifts her head and there she saw you just who just happened to came out from a store.

She shook her head, "I have nothing much to do tomorrow, fortunately. Probably, I'll just rest waiting for my family to show up." she shrugged. "Why?" she looked at you.

She chuckled and tried to ruffle your hair but immediately stopped herself when she remembered that you guys were not that close. "Silly! Should I give you my autograph then?" 

the moon beams brightly at the sky, outshining thousand of stars scattered along with the dusts and clouds. as the cold breeze touches the girl's almost porcelain-like skin, she catches her breath, panting while her hands placed on her knees. 
          
          it was one of those nights when she'll go for a jog to clear her mind. new to the place, caspia has been lost many times already but that doesn't stop her exploring more of the area.
          
          as she decides to take a break and plop down on one of the benches in the park, a pair of eyes was looking directly at her, making the strands of her hair at her nape stand. 
          
          she claws her fist, 'is it the lack of sleep?' she asks herself, thinking this could be another hallucination of hers. 
          
          but as it goes out of the shadow, a breath of relief escapes her lips. "just someone, thank god." she mutters to herself, clutching her chest.