Summary: They weren't able to accept her no longer, not as long as she was still the happy-go-lucky girl they all knew. They couldn't really imagine her any other way. But she was mostly in the shadows, always there for them without them knowing. And yet, Mikan Sakura just couldn't be like that any longer.

Okay, I'm sure you've seen this type of story a billion times, but give it a chance! I plan on making my story different and unique many ways :) I'm still pretty bad in many aspects so leaving a review telling me of any mistakes is appreciated ^^

I do not own Gakuen Alice.

Mikan Sakura knew what they said about her. She always did.

She wasn't as stupid as she let out to be, but she never told anyone, so she was known as the klutzy dimwit who had no special talent or ability what-so-ever. Her "friends" on the other hand, all had something that distinguished them. She was mostly forgotten, she knew she could beat them all, she could score those straight A's, but she put on this facade for a reason, and that reason wasn't complicated, it was nothing hard nor too complex to understand. No more than three simple words that a child could understand.

For their happiness.

But that seemed to backfire perfectly. All it resulted in was for her to be ignored, pushed away in the shadows. Only used when they needed help for something, something only she could do. Something to make them laugh or put a smile on their face, after all, wasn't she always happy? Fake smiles, no tears, no sadness. But really, it's just that no one saw them, those moments of grief.

No one saw her tears, no one saw what they wanted to see most; her crumbling down to nothing in front of them, or maybe her source of hope disappearing into thin air. Yes, that was class B's dream, a dream that would never come true. At least, not in the way they expected it. Because to be honest, they got bored of her light, the hope she radiated, the bright smiles she gave that could only make them feel guilty for all they say and do.

They got bored of her, they were always bored of her. And it was no secret what they would think, but she pretended to be oblivious to it all. About all those little things they would do, the things they would say.

She was known to be an idiot around the academy, no one really cared though. But then people in her class bad-mouthed her, her friends bad mouthed her; she was annoying, she needed to shut up, she was selfish, she was a pig, she was probably raised with a golden spoon in her mouth. Those were all rumors, all of them. And really, none of them were true, but she never raised her voice about it, she let them think what they wanted to think.

Honestly, she would act ignorant of it. Ignorant of how hurt she was every single time Hotaru, her supposedly best friend, shot her with the baka gun, a gun she uses on idiots, a gun she just happened to use on Mikan alone. Her friends would always somehow "forget" to invite her to study sessions. They tried to use the naivete they thought she had to get themselves out of situations, and of course, it worked. Everything worked for them, it always did.

No one cared, and she knew. And if she could, she would run away. But she can't. Therefore, she's stuck here, in this hellhole with every other student, forced to keep the stupid mask she put on for them, for them to be happy.

But it didn't look like it could last much longer. Because cracks were starting to appear, slowly, but surely. She would sometimes refuse to go to central town, start skipping classes on those days she thought she couldn't take it anymore, and sometimes, she would actually listen in class. Even in Jinno's.

But those times were rare. And even though they were rare, her friends never would notice, because nothing could be wrong with Mikan Sakura, the academy's happy-go-lucky sunshine. Nothing.

It's simply what they failed to notice. They weren't the only one with problems. Oh, they were far, far away from the only ones. But anything other than that just seemed so illogical to them. So illogical to the point they'd rather be ignorant about all the rest.

And sometimes, she would wonder what they would do when she revealed the real her. Her without the breaking facade, without her mask. But she would quickly shrug it off, it's not like the day would be coming anytime soon.

But really, she had no idea how wrong she was. How soon it would all come. How hard she would fall. And how broken she would be.

Sorry if this is short, then again, it is the prologue. Just wanted to see what you guys think about this one to see if I continue or not. I also apologize for the typos, I was in a rush when I made this T_T Anyways, tell me what you think :)

áƒĤAlice.