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She was walking quickly to the halls of the school. She just came out of class to have lunch but that the least of her worries. Coming closer the cultural festival, she was even busier than ever with all the paperwork and accepting or denying stands, assort decorations.

Chie was getting tired and distracted, even to the point to crash with another student while she was reading some documents her vice president gave her before running to the gym and finish decorating the place.

“I apologise. I didn’t see where I was going” She knelt to grab her documents and get back to the student council room and do more work, as always. “Again, I apologise for this accident”

Raku was walking towards a soda machine when someone suddenly crash his back.

"Ouch ..." He turned and saw a girl on the floor.

Quickly the girl got up and picked up the papers from the floor. Before the girl continued on her way, the boy walked toward her.

"Hey, are you okay?" The boy saw the girl's red forehead because of the blow.

"I'm sorry ... I was in the middle of your path and it looks like you were in a hurry ..." The boy placed his hand on his head ashamed.

Then the boy took a band aid from his backpack and offered it to the girl. "You can use this if you want. I'm from the basketball club and I often get small injuries."

❛   hey   !   i   make   an   honest   living——   it's   not   stealing   if   you're   stealing   it   from   people   it   didn't   belong   to   begin   with.   ❜   it   makes   for   a   fun   challenge,   too.   a   bit   of   rolling   in   the   mud   before   appreciating   what   glitters   beyond   it.   (   although   no   small   part   of   him   prefers   the   hunt   over   acquisition.   )   it's   a   game——   a   challenge   worth   puzzling   over.   by   now,   well,   he'll   be   able   to   give   the   staffordshire   hoard   a   run   for   its   money   &.   half   that   treasure   wasn't   even   magical.   silver   and   gold   is   nice,   sure,   but   enchanted   silvers   and   gold?   no   contest.   ❛   help   yourself.   it   won't   be   missed,   and   that   one   you've   been   eyeing   suits   you.   although,   anything   here   would.   'sides,   i   ain't   falling   for   those   sticky   fingers   again.   ❜

“  woah,  look  at  all  this  stuff!  ”  he's  got  all  kinds  of  things-  things  she's  never  seen  before,  things  she  wouldn't  consider  stealing.  she  doesn't  know  where  to  look  first,  or  what  to  grab  first,  take  for  her  own  collection.  the  glint  of  a  gold  necklace  catches  her  eye,  and  she  crouches  down  to  get  a  better  look.  “  how  did  you  find  all  of  this?  do  you  steal  it  from  people,  or  do  you  buy  it?  ”  if  it's  the  latter,  he  must  be  rich. / @amcssing ( ♡'d , for brad)

each  step  in  his  gait  holds  purpose  like  lion  stalking  prey.  air  around  him  hums  with  the  faintest  trickle  of  authority  cloaked  in  flesh.  lips,  a  thin  line,  twist  into  a  polite  smile,  although  something  cold  lingers  in  those  calm  eyes.  calculating  yet  withdrawn.

"you  see  right  through  me  then——how  lovely.  you'd  be  correct,  though,  i'm  far  from  my  home,  yet  willing."  it's  a  light  laugh  that  leaves  him  but  there's  a  hint  of  a  growl.  a  tick  rather  than  aggression.  "and  with  whose  eyes  do  you  see  these  truths?  God's,  perhaps?"    

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤstarter. | @amcssing

There is something, in them ALL, that aligned with the stars. Those beings, borne of something greater than the fragility of man. She knows not, weather to bow her head, or keep chin high — for, whomever this was, they were certainly not from her home.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ❝ ... Are you not a bit far from home, ser ? ❞