Hello, everybody! Before you do anything, please just read this. If you a reader of my other work, The New Generation, please note that this story is going to be different… If you have no idea what The New Generation is, please disregard the above notice.
The first chapter will be extremely short, but please comment. The main idea of this story, I've got it all in my head… but for some reason, it seems kind of unstable.
So, onegaiminna-sama, read and review!
I really appreciate it…
Main Character's POV
I closed my eyes and opened them again. The blurred words on the page looked much more clearer, now.
"Um…."
I looked up. The class president flinched at my emotionless inquiring eyes.
"Um… it's your turn to clean the classroom today…" I nodded. She smiled at me quickly and hurried out the door.
Slam. The door closed.
I stood up and smoothed my crinkled red plaid skirt before I looked down slightly and reached my hand out front.
"EcusHeridusXerios
A gust of wind blew around me. When the whirlwind dispersed, the room was spotless and neat.
At Gakuen Alice, you use your Alices, obviously. Whether an Alice is classified as magic is still unclear to me. However, I do know that I can use various unclassified Alices, otherwise known now plainly as "magic". Only very few can do this, and I probably inherited from my parents. But I don't know who my parents are. The teachers here always changed the subject when I inquired, and as far as I know, I was born at Gakuen Alice. The "normal" thing was that all people had Alices, and that Gakuen Alice was the world. That's what I thought when I was small.
Being able to use various Alices was normal to me. Not knowing my exact birthday was normal. Even my mismatched eyes, one brown, one blood-red, was normal to me. My life and its daily activities were normal. To me, that is.
It was very normal indeed, until my fated past gave way. I was only 12 at that time, too.
Oh, wait, did I tell you my name yet?
It's Mikatsuki. Hyuuga Mikatsuki.