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notes: I know I haven't been up and about posting up frequent updates, and I'm really sorry. I've been doing a bit of writing here and there in between mugging for tests and rushing datelines.
I cannot guarantee exactly when I'll update again, so please bear with me. Meanwhile, I hope you'll enjoy the short I've done up and posted. Thanks again.
A clash of silence...
He had not known how he noticed her absence, not realising how he knew that she had slipped away yet again. Politely excusing himself from the girls he had been conversing with, he strode away from the school gate and stepped back into the all but abandoned school building, its windows aglow from the rays of the setting sun.
He found her minutes later, sitting desolately in an empty classroom at a desk near the window. In her hands she held a roll of film that she was snipping at furiously with a large pair of scissors.
"Shove off, Hiiragizawa," she spat, without even looking up, but the movement of her fingers stilled.
Unfazed, he wove between the other desks and pulled up a chair alongside her, silent. Neither spoke for a moment, the only sound in the classroom their near-silent breathing.
Slowly, she swept the remaining pieces towards her, gathering them closer.
"It's not fair, why can't anything ever be?" she whispered, half to herself.
"Haven't you heard of the saying before? All's fair in love and war."
"It is not fair to impose our love on others if it will hurt them," she said vehemently, beginning to snip away at the negatives again with even more fury. And all at once, she stopped, the pair of scissors clattering onto the table top as she turned her gaze upon him.
"I've changed, haven't I?"
The tape flowed through her fingers like spilled ink, as he gathered her into his arms.
"We all have, darling."
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