Snippet #2766995

Seiko stared at the tall, skinny boy with the blue hair, looking first confused and then deeply hurt. Unfortunately, his was a reaction that she had come to expect, and, although it failed to surprise her, she was unable to quell the sudden spark of disappointment at yet another failed friendship attempt.
Ever since she was little, she had had to endure the repulsed reactions of people who had come over to admire the ‘beautiful little blonde girl’, only for them to draw back when they saw her pointed ears, her tail, sharp teeth, claws and… most of all… her freakish odd eyes!
And so Seiko had come to accept that she was ugly. Too ugly to have anyone tell her any different. In fact, the only person who told her she was beautiful was her father, but he was biased! And, what with his job, had hardly any time to sit and talk to her about her woes anyway.
As the boy disappeared into the bushes (presumably to be sick) that was the final straw for her! “Humph!” She muttered. “I know I'm a freak, but there's no need to react like THAT...!”
Slinging her bag over her shoulder, she was about to walk off in a huff, when he came stumbling out of the bushes, took one more look at her… and then collapsed at her feet!
Seiko rolled her eyes. Great! Just great! Well she couldn't exactly leave him there now, could she?! Sighing, she knelt down beside the boy, the wet grass soaking through her black tights as she turned him over to check that he wasn't dead. Well, he definitely had a pulse (Her ears told her that!) and he was breathing quite fast.
But it was the cuts on his wrists that drew her attention. Reaching into her satchel, she quickly pulled out a pack of gauze and pressed the square cloths into the still bleeding cuts, shushing the boy as he began to stir. “Just hold still,” she said. “I'm Seiko by the way. Do you need me to call you an ambulance, or anything?”