Brightly shining… this is how she describes the sun… kira-kira… this is how she describes Natsume's eyes…Ruka's smile…Hotaru's smirk…Mr. Narumi's alice…
I will miss her… really… was all that Misaki can say as she shed her tears…
It was a Monday morning at the Academy. Mikan is walking at the hallway when she passed by Natsume who is reading his manga.
Mikan: Natsume?
Natsume: Hmm?
Mikan: I'm just wondering if you can accompany me to the Central Town.
Natsume: I'm busy.
Mikan: Oh… okay…
Mikan walked away and went ahead to their room.
Sumire: Oh, great! My day is ruined!
Mikan: Hi, Sumire!
Sumire: Ugh! I hate you! Don't you ever, ever! Greet me!
Mikan: I'm just being nice…that's all…
Sumire raised one of her eyebrows and walked away.
Mikan: Why are they walking away from me? I feel bad about this. I feel bad… my head aches!
Mikan walked to her seat while touching her head. She feels bad. She feels like fainting.
Natsume: Anything wrong, M-mikan?
Mikan: He called me, Mikan! He called my name! Y-yeah… I feel alright.
Natsume: You sure? Do you want to go to the clinic?
Mikan: No… no need…
Natsume walked back to his chair. Ruka asked him.
Ruka: What happened?
Natsume: She just feels bad… I think she's sick. But she doesn't want to be minded of.
Ruka: Oh… okay.
Mr. Narumi walked inside the classroom and began their class. It's a very usual day when suddenly…
Hotaru: MIKAAN!!
Mikan fell to the floor, shoulder-first, she was pale-colored and she her pulse is barely felt. Natsume looked at her, as if he is shocked. Mr. Narumi and Ruka took her to the clinic. Natsume was left in the classroom, still shocked. (Like this - 00)