Setting
The place where it all started and ended. Evening Star Academy....
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Alto Skyefield [15] "To tell them that I have this disease.....It's not something I can say so casually now, can I..?"
Ari Hale [15] I like burying myself in music.
Logan Blue [13] Let's do our best!
Akemi Fujioka [12]
Azalea Lily Watson [11] "Oh! Oh, dear I am sorry I did't mean to bump into you! Oh no..!"
Andrew Lucas [11] "As You Wish~"
Haruki Shinobu [8] "Just leave me alone."
Setsuna Ohara [7] "My hand, it doesn't feel anything anymore..."
Eira Adler [7] "..."
Rowan Yusaki [6] "Don't look so serious! It was only a joke."
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Logan turn and jumped with suprise to see Azalea who he gave the biggest smile. "Hello Azalea!" He replied in the same cheery tone, maintaining his carong smile. "How are you? I heard you had to go to the nurses office?" Logan questioned with concern in his voice. He paused and questioned himself was that something creepy to say? he thought, the concern for Azalea now paired with the worry of looking odd. Logan gave an awkward smile and rubbed the back of his neck. "I-I was passing by the nurses office you see." He said with a reasuring smile, only as to not appear like a common stalker. The feeling of nausea pitted in his stomach, he always felt nervous around Azalea, but his calm demeanor always his his true feelings.
As Ari returned to her seat she eyed her classmates cautiously before she shrugged and walked out, grabbing her backpack on the way out. She walked down the hallway, headed towards her 'special spot'. it was the one place she could be alone. She was staring down at her iPod, changing the song, when she accidentally ran into Logan. She jumped back in surprise, her eyes widening. "Sorry.." She mouthed at him, grabbing the books she had dropped.
Logan jolted forward almost falling into Azalea. With quick action he managed to find his balance and remain stood before turning round to see Ari collecting her books from the floor. Logan vigorously shook his hands. "No, no I'm sorry!" He replied whilst bending down to help Ari pick up her books from the floor. "I hope you're not hurt!" He asked with concern staring at Ari as he handed over the few books he had picked up. Logan rarely spoke to Ari, she was a very secluded person after all always listening to her music, but he had always wished to say hello. Making friends was an achievement for Logan which he enjoyed most.
Ari blushed and shook her head.
She spoke in her soft voice. She smiled as he handed her a few books and nodded her thanks. She sighed to herself, eying the abandoned theatre classroom down the hallway. Byt she didn't want Logan and Azalea finding out about it.. What if they stole it from her? She stood there awkwardly for a few seconds, in a mental battle with herself."I-it was my fault. I'm fine. Thank you"
Logan let out a sigh of relief. "Let's both take blame." He chuckled adjusting his curly hair from his face. Logan was happy no one was injured, especially Azalea who was prone to one or more accidents a day. "I'm glad you're ok," Logan smiled at Ari nodding his head in return as a polite way of saying, you're welcome. With an awkward silence brewing he quickly thought of something to ease the conversation. "Well, we should prepare for class soon." He began with a hearty smile as looked over at the empty desks. "There's nothing worse than being late." He chuckled.
Azalea giggled a bit and smiled a bit more at his equally happy greeting, and her nervousness just seemed to ease out. Blinking her wide eyes at his question, so gave a small sheepish laugh, Glancing down at her shoes as her cheeks flushed a rosy pink, "I just took a little tumble walking to School." She said Glancing back up to him, waving her hands a bit frantically . "But don't worry! I'm fine, just got a bit if a scrape on my knee." she said, a small sheepish laugh escaping again. Aza, you're the least cool person I know. she thought to herself. She always found herself relying a bit on Logan at times, but she felt bad doing so, especially because she had a small crush on him. Of course she could never act on it, she probably would fall flat on her face. Literally.
Glancing over as Ari bumped a bit into Logan, she saw him almost tumble into her, and so by instinct she closed her eyes tightly, and, lightly, grasped onto Logan shirt expecting him to bump into her sending the clumsy girl to tumble down onto the floor. But, opening her eyes after a few seconds, she was glad to see herself still upright and in once peice, so she let loose her tiny grasp on his shirt that she didn't realize she had.
Glancing down at the girl who seemed almost as shy as Aza herself, she asked in a spur of concern, "Are you sure you're okay Ari..? I have bandaids if you got a scrape." she asked, compasion for the stumble showing in her amber eyes. She didn't know if Ari hurt herself or not, but she knew if that had been herself, she might have a bump or bruise.
Glancing back up at Logan, she gave a small smile and said, "You're never late." It was meant as a compliment, Logan was just an overall really nice person, and was so friendly to everyone. Azalea really admired those qualities. Looking down a bit, so said "Oh no..." as she noticed some wrinkles in logans shirt from her tiny grasp, "I'm really sorry, Logan, I've gone and wrinkled your shirt" she said glancing down apologetically.
Glancing over as Ari bumped a bit into Logan, she saw him almost tumble into her, and so by instinct she closed her eyes tightly, and, lightly, grasped onto Logan shirt expecting him to bump into her sending the clumsy girl to tumble down onto the floor. But, opening her eyes after a few seconds, she was glad to see herself still upright and in once peice, so she let loose her tiny grasp on his shirt that she didn't realize she had.
Glancing down at the girl who seemed almost as shy as Aza herself, she asked in a spur of concern, "Are you sure you're okay Ari..? I have bandaids if you got a scrape." she asked, compasion for the stumble showing in her amber eyes. She didn't know if Ari hurt herself or not, but she knew if that had been herself, she might have a bump or bruise.
Glancing back up at Logan, she gave a small smile and said, "You're never late." It was meant as a compliment, Logan was just an overall really nice person, and was so friendly to everyone. Azalea really admired those qualities. Looking down a bit, so said "Oh no..." as she noticed some wrinkles in logans shirt from her tiny grasp, "I'm really sorry, Logan, I've gone and wrinkled your shirt" she said glancing down apologetically.
Letting out a calming sigh Logan gave Azalea a warm smile. She was such a clumsy girl, he worried the day would come when an ambulance would pull up to the schoo gates. Logan was studying to be a doctor, but he didn't want to put his knowledge to the test just yet and nor did he want Azalea to be hurt. "I'm glad it's nothing serious. " He said with a relieved tone, unconciously rubbing the back of his neck which he often did when he was nervous. It was almost like a nervous tic that relieved his stress.
After the incident with Ari Logan gave her a nod of the head and turned his attention back to Azalea. "Being on time is polite." He smiled before childishly sticking out his tongue at her. Logan was polite and honest but he certainly wasn't dull, well, not always. Other than Rowan, there was no one else Logan could truly be himself with, since everyone else saw the hardworking student he always strived to be but he knew Azalea saw through that.
The sensation of Azalea pulling on his shirt had not bothered logan. More than once he had been a leaning post for her, even catching her when the time needed. His eyes drifted down to the creases. "Don't worry Azalea," logan said in a soothing tone. "It's only a shirt, besides I'd rather you keep your balance than worry about a straight shirt." He smiled with a slight chuckle as he tucked in his shirt where it had puckered. Azalea was odd, but in good way. Logan had liked her from the first time she tripped into his path, finding her interesting and ever so funny.
After the incident with Ari Logan gave her a nod of the head and turned his attention back to Azalea. "Being on time is polite." He smiled before childishly sticking out his tongue at her. Logan was polite and honest but he certainly wasn't dull, well, not always. Other than Rowan, there was no one else Logan could truly be himself with, since everyone else saw the hardworking student he always strived to be but he knew Azalea saw through that.
The sensation of Azalea pulling on his shirt had not bothered logan. More than once he had been a leaning post for her, even catching her when the time needed. His eyes drifted down to the creases. "Don't worry Azalea," logan said in a soothing tone. "It's only a shirt, besides I'd rather you keep your balance than worry about a straight shirt." He smiled with a slight chuckle as he tucked in his shirt where it had puckered. Azalea was odd, but in good way. Logan had liked her from the first time she tripped into his path, finding her interesting and ever so funny.
Haruki was occupying himself with a book while the other students in the classmates conversed among themselves. It was only then that he noticed his hair was uneven. Now he didn't take much care in making it perfect, but if there wasn't one then he couldn't stand is if his hair is uneven. "Such a bother..I should've payed more attention to it..". Sometimes he hated his own slothfulness in the mornings. Oh well, he'll find a way to get over it..hopefully.
Since class hadn't truly started yet, he decided that he was going to leave and go for a walk around campus. It was better then sitting in a classroom doing absolutely nothing beneficial to him. He put up his book in his backpack, and exited the classroom quickly without being questioned. No one paid much attention anyways, and he liked it that way.
Since class hadn't truly started yet, he decided that he was going to leave and go for a walk around campus. It was better then sitting in a classroom doing absolutely nothing beneficial to him. He put up his book in his backpack, and exited the classroom quickly without being questioned. No one paid much attention anyways, and he liked it that way.
Ari smiled at Azalea. "I'm fine. Really. But thank you." She turned and walked off. She saw Haruki and waved to him. He was the one person she had the utmost respect for. He didn't need anyone's approval but his own.
"Oh no, It's fine, I can manage by myself." Setsuna replies with a calm tone. She quietly maneuvered her wheelchair to the garden exit. "Besides, we should really get going to our respective classes. Thanks for the offer though, Mister!" She graciously thanks the young man who had offered her assistance. "Oh, I am Setsuna Ohara, but you can call me Setsuna. If there is anything you need, feel free to ask. I'll try to help out as much as I can."
Setsuna looked back at the young man and flashed him a nice smile before heading out into the Nurse's office.
"Though of course, I can barely do anything, given my situation..." She silently muttered under her breath when she knew that she was out of his hearing.
Thankfully, she managed to reach the elevator without much trouble. She pressed the button to head to the third floor, where her class was in. "I still have twenty minutes."
Reaching her assigned room, she entered through the back door so she won't catch the attention of the others who were conversing amongst themselves. She silently went to the far side of the room by the window and continued working on her unfinished piece, the light of the slowly brightening sun providing some much needed illumination and ambiance.
Setsuna looked back at the young man and flashed him a nice smile before heading out into the Nurse's office.
"Though of course, I can barely do anything, given my situation..." She silently muttered under her breath when she knew that she was out of his hearing.
Thankfully, she managed to reach the elevator without much trouble. She pressed the button to head to the third floor, where her class was in. "I still have twenty minutes."
Reaching her assigned room, she entered through the back door so she won't catch the attention of the others who were conversing amongst themselves. She silently went to the far side of the room by the window and continued working on her unfinished piece, the light of the slowly brightening sun providing some much needed illumination and ambiance.
Alto's grin dropped when he saw that she kmew he was lying. "Okay, I know, I lied to you." He managed a little laugh when her fist came into contact with his arm but when she turned away, he turned solemn. He reached over to place a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, look, I'm really sorry for lying to you, Akemi. Please forgive me?" He apologized quietly. He hated lying to Akemi. He knew she would worry if he said he really suffered agonizing pain whenever he had an attack, so he always tried to conceal his reactions to the pain. As much as he despised lying, he despised being a burden. He hung his head, black hair covering his eyes.
When Alto touched Akemi's shoulder her heart seemed to flutter and this confused her. What the hell body? He just touched our shoulder. He's touched us before so why do you act so weird now? She thought to herself, but in the back of her mind she knew what it was. She wasn't about to admit to herself that that's what it was so she just ignored her body and feelings. She then looked back over at Alto and sighed a little, she knew she had to try and brighten the mood a little. "Alright I shall forgive you under one condition, you let me know if I can ever help you. Oh and you eat lunch with me today." As she spoke she felt her phone go off in her pocket. So she glanced down at the phone and quickly read the message. It was her mom telling her that the guy she had over last night was coming over tonight for dinner and so she needed Akemi to pick up some groceries after school. "Also let me come over after school so I have an excuse to avoid my mom and that guy." She added quickly, knowing that her one condition had now turned into three which she hoped would be somewhat humorous. She then gave him a smile just to show that she really would forgive him no matter what.
"As you wish." Andrew said, crossing his arms behind his back and following the girl out of the garden. After they went their separate ways Andrew began to climb the spiral stair case to the third floor. Once there the causal walked down the hallway to his home room and waved at everyone as he entered the room.
"Hello everyone. It's all very pleasing to see you all again." He said in his usual calm tone. Andrew moved to and empty seat and sat down, setting his school bag next to him and the desk. He leaned back in the chair and placed his hands behind his head. He let his head drop back and looked up at the ceiling. letting out a blissful sigh and closing his eyes. He was happy anywhere that wasn't where his mother was. School was more his home than anywhere else.
"Hello everyone. It's all very pleasing to see you all again." He said in his usual calm tone. Andrew moved to and empty seat and sat down, setting his school bag next to him and the desk. He leaned back in the chair and placed his hands behind his head. He let his head drop back and looked up at the ceiling. letting out a blissful sigh and closing his eyes. He was happy anywhere that wasn't where his mother was. School was more his home than anywhere else.
Alto sighed in relief, looking up again. "Thank goodness--Eh?" Did I hear it right? He thought to himself. Condition? He tilted his head, then laughed when she told him the conditions, but deep inside he was preparing himself for the worst. He could finally quit lying but he was going to have to deal with having to be a "burden", as he called himself when he would make someone worry about him.
"Hm? Oh sure, I just have to tell my parents." Saying so the boy pulled out his own phone and quickly texted his mother that a friend of his was coming over. He shoved the gadget back into his pocket and smiled back at the girl.
"Hm? Oh sure, I just have to tell my parents." Saying so the boy pulled out his own phone and quickly texted his mother that a friend of his was coming over. He shoved the gadget back into his pocket and smiled back at the girl.
Ari looked at the desk next to her, where Andrew was sitting. "Hey" she said.softly, smiling at him.
Andrew turned his head to the side and acknowledge the black haired girl next to him and smiled his usual smile. "Hello there Miss." He said, bring down his arms and sitting up in his seat. "And to whom do i owe the pleasure of meeting?" He pushed up his glasses and looked over the girl, making sure not to stare and give the wrong impression. She had black hair and reddish auburn eyes that almost matched his. She was skinny but carried herself well and her clothes draped fittingly over her slender frame. It intrigued him and he let out a soft, short chuckle before bring his eyes back up to meet hers. "My name is Andrew. Andrew Lucas."
A small giggle escaped her lips as she watched him situate himself. She bit her lip lightly, grinning. "I'm Aricka Hale... but call me Ari" she added. She hated her real name and always avoided it at al costs. She smiled, cocking her head to the side. "I don't think I've seen you before.."
Andrew smiled at her giggle and turned in his seat until he was facing her, "She's a cutie." He thought to himself, resting his head in one of his hands. "Its nice to meet you Miss Ari. And i'm sad to say that I don't believe I've seen you around before either." He coed softly, letting a few bangs fall into his eyes before casually brushing them away.
Andrew glanced at the clock. It was still a while until classes would start, "So, What brings you to school this early, My dear?~" He asked, making eye contact with her once more. Andrew always made eye contact with everyone he met. Eyes were windows to the soul and it intrigued Andrew the different things you could see in them.
Andrew glanced at the clock. It was still a while until classes would start, "So, What brings you to school this early, My dear?~" He asked, making eye contact with her once more. Andrew always made eye contact with everyone he met. Eyes were windows to the soul and it intrigued Andrew the different things you could see in them.
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