All she could do at that moment was simply stare at the wall clock and wait for lunch hour to arrive.Entry Period Febru(Fri) - Ap(Mon) 5:00 PM * Japan time Entry Format Her rather odd behaviour in school has led to her classmates constantly making fun of her. She was accustomed to the teasing she received in school. "Look at her! She is such a weirdo!" commented one of the girls in class, who was running her fingers through her multicoloured hair.Īyano sat back down without a word. The whole class was staring at her, some of them laughing or making crude comments about her behaviour. "Y-yes ma'am!" Ayano stammered in embarrassment.
"Were you not paying attention earlier? Stop daydreaming and listen to what l am teaching!" She had no idea what the teacher was talking about. The teacher called upon Ayano, startling her.Īyano's mind went blank at the question. Why did that boy help me? Was it even real? Who even is he to me? Most of the other boys were either jerks or just played a fool in class, but that one seemed more gentle than the others. If she spoke up against the teacher, she would only get her punishment worse, so she'd rather endure the pain of it.ĭuring class, Ayanos mind drifted off into space, and she barely was able to pay attention to what the teacher was saying. Ayano sighed and listened to the teacher's lectures. He seemed harmless and would help others in need.Īfter Ayano made it into class, she was chided by the teacher for being late on her first day. This guy is pretty nice, Ayano thought to herself. He smiled at her warmly and helped her to her classroom. "Do you have any wounds? Do you need to go to the nurse's office?" he asked her with concern in his voice.Īyano shook her head and thanked him politely.
She got up and saw a rather attractive young man, who was the stranger which helped her up. Ayano checked her body for any wounds before looking up at the stranger. He held his hand out and helped Ayano up. The stranger rubbed his sore body, before looking over to her.
She was scarred, and her wounds never healed no matter how much time passed.Īyano was lost in her thoughts, when someone walking from another direction accidentally bumped into her.Īyano and a stranger fell to the ground within seconds. The bullying, the unacceptance of society. Despite other kids being rather friendly to her, she was afraid of socialising with others due to her traumatic past. She had always been a loner and never had anyone to talk to at school. She didn't want to be late.Īs Ayano went to school, she couldn't help but recall memories of the past year at school. It was her first day of her second year at high school. Ayano grabbed her backpack before dashing out the door of her house.
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