"First day...Let's see what this place is like!"
Bright, glittering sunlight streamed in through the frosted glass of Myou's window. The girl's eyelashes fluttered as the sunlight disturbed her slumber, causing her to wake slowly. Pushing herself up, she sat cross legged on her futon, stretching and rubbing her eyes. "Ah, so, today is the day. I will make my entrance at the school and see how the students greet me. No doubt I will be pushed aside and shunned. Yami, please don't make an appearance today..." At the mention of it's name, the demon that resided within the poor Myou stirred, offering it's usual sensation of butterflies within her tummy. Myou wrapped her arms around herself, her entire body filling with a brisk chill from the creature.
Myou was victim to a powerful demon. The ancient Yamishiro took hold of My's body when she lay practically dead on a hospital bead. The vile creature now lives within Myou, using her as a vessel to continue is tainted life. Myou does her best to act like it's not there, but suffers incredibly from bouts of aggression and rage. This is what Yami thrives on. Myou lives her life as though she suffers from a mental health illness, such as bi polar disorder or personality disorder. Deciding to make a conscious effort to continue with her now eternal life, Myou has made the choice to attend the local school. Today is her first day.
Rolling her futon away, Myou set about her normal morning routine. She made breakfast, tended to the flowers at the front of her house, fed her cat, and then prepared herself for school. She made a lunch of sushi and rice balls, decorating the rice to look like cute little pandas and the sushi to look like clownfish. She had a little bit of an artsy flare, so her food always looked like some kind of art and craft project. Deciding that everything was ready, Myou moved back to her bedroom where her school uniform was hung on the front of her wardrobe. The white and navy attire was smart, clean and crease free. This was it, this was the first day.
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Myou clutched her bag in both hands, looking down at the floor as she carefully tread the mud paths to the school. The streets were quiet, except for a few other students on their bicycles. One sped by very close to Myou spraying up last night's rainwater onto her legs, causing a spark to ignite in the back of her mind. Yamishiro purred, drinking in the flare of annoyance that swirled around in the pit of Myou's stomach. "Please Yami..." she begged, desperate to get through at least one day without an appearance from the demonic being. Myou brushed her hair away from her face and continued her journey to school.
Once she arrived, she took her shoes off at the entrance and popped them in a small pigeon hole clearly labelled Hisako M. But now where...Damnit! In her eagerness, she had forgotten to ask where she was supposed to go on her first day! She stood in the entrance lobby, already feeling the embarrassment.