Snippet #2055135

Yuki raised an eyebrow as yet another person suddenly spoke to her, asking her about her cats, of all things - ironically one of the people who had just been mocking the other students for asking too many questions just a few moments before. Still, it was only polite to respond, and while she was putting on this kind, cheerful mask, she had no option but to follow the rules of decorum.

"Well, as I believe I said before, most of them are strays I've unofficially adopted, so I don't really know any of their breeds-" She began, but was cut off by the disgusted, arrogant outburst of one of the other boys among the group.

"Sorry about the dog," he said with a cold-hearted sneer that rivaled even some of her own, when she was in a slightly foul mood and wanted to show it. "He can't keep his mouth shut some days..." He bowed his head in mock apology, then went back to diligently snubbing her like a good little spoiled brat. She noted the irony of her - one who had lived a privileged life in almost every respect - calling anyone else spoiled, but one didn't have to be rich to get used to always getting what one wanted. This boy was probably no exception to that - just some random, arrogant fool who'd been told a few too many times that he could be whatever he wanted to be and could do whatever he wanted to do, when that simply wasn't the case. Still, he'd learn the hard way when all of his dreams came crashing down around him, and those he called friends walked away and left him to suffer on his own. It was a pattern she knew all too well, having seen it repeated amongst her peers from as long ago as she could remember. She, too, had learned this lesson at an early age, and so knew from experience what happened to those who were convinced that they were always right.

Dog, huh? The funny thing about dogs is that they remain by you, no matter how much torment you put them through. But only a fool takes that to mean that the creature is loyal. No, such a creature, if given a chance for a new, better life, would throw away all that it had to accept this chance. In short, after a while, you don't have your little dog to kick around anymore. This 'dog' is only a Human being, so how can you expect him to be any different? So I'd be careful about treating him with such contempt, arrogant boy. Yuki thought cynically, resisting the urge to say something along these lines aloud. Doing so would only get her in trouble, anyway.