A/N Hello readers! Welcome to my second fanfiction, "Doll Eyes"! Just a warning, parts of this story may contain...vivid descriptions, so be warned. Oh, and before I forget, thank you for checking out this story! I'm always open to new suggestions on improving my writing skills, so feel free to leave a comment! Now, I'll stop bothering you and let you read the prologue! Enjoy!
Prologue
Years before, she was feared. What did they fear, you ask? They feared her eye; the one she always hid behind that eye patch, the one never to be seen. She was distant, like the whisper of a shadow. But that all changed when he came. After all, he was the first one to treat her like she wasn't a ghost. Then again, everything changed that year, for him and her. Not that it matters now, after all these years. You should see her, coming back to the secluded village after leaving for university; it's like she's a completely different person. She was no longer cold towards everyone. Instead, she would always smile and start conversations!
Despite the change in her personality, she hasn't changed, physically. Yes, she can still foresee a person't death before it happens, so perhaps it was a blessing she offered to become a teacher in that haunted classroom. That way, she can pick out the "dead one" of each year. It's an awfully sad sight to see though. The "dead" kid would always cry and beg for mercy until their very last breath. Of course, that didn't change anything. They were dead to begin with, so why should it matter? Well, that's what Misaki Mei always said to herself, but it didn't get much easier. It never will.
-Prologue Chapter: Returning Home-
"Welcome back, Mei!" Kouichi greeted, hugging me as soon as I payed the cab driver and thanked him. I must've been a bothersome customer, asking for him to drive me all the way to the countryside.
I returned his hug and giggled at his way of greeting me, catching a waft of Kouichi's scent. Of course, he smelt like the village. Like the flowers, like wood, and...a doll house. So he heard about my return from my mother, huh?
"How nice of you to wait for me here," I said, gently pulling away from his embrace.
"Well, I heard that you were returning home, so I figured that I might as well wait for you to arrive," he said nonchalantly.
I guess we both changed in the years that I was away for; more relaxed than before.
It felt like a lifetime ago since I left. The few times I returned during summertime were always brief, and city life was just completely different from living here. And to be honest, this town isn't even that small. But really, I missed the freshness of the air and the peace back here in the village. More importantly, I missed him. Even though I don't remember exactly what happened when we visited the temple, I know that something happened between us. It's like a bond that was linked between us through our experiences together.
"So, what's new?" I asked.
He knew exactly what I was asking; I can tell by the way his eyes darkened. "Still the same," he replied.
"I see..."
I guess I shouldn't be expecting too much. Even after all these years, the rules of Class 3-3 wouldn't just change randomly. However, it's a common knowledge now that one must kill the "dead one" in order to save the students and their families (I'm surprised that our memories of that knowledge wasn't wiped). The hard part here is finding them. Almost every year, at least a few casualties caused by students happen. Those students there are slowly driven insane by the desire to survive that they begin rampaging, killing whomever they suspect. I'm pretty sure something similar to that happened when we were on that mountain too...
"The reason why I felt like I had to come back," I suddenly said. "It was to become a teacher for Class 3-3."
"Huh?"
I look up, right into Kouichi's eyes. "If I use my other eye, I can figure out who the 'dead one' is! Then no one will die!"
Kouichi laughed, though I can tell that he's still quite tense. "That is very nice of you, Mei. But are you sure you want to do this? It can be dangerous keeping the students under control when they're so on edge."
I smiled. "That's why I have you here."
He seemed to be taken aback by that comment; in a good way, I'll assume. Happy with the outcome, I patted him on the back and walked towards my hometown. Gosh, I really missed this place.
"Hey!" Kouichi called after me. "Wait up!"
I turned back to face him. "Try to catch up if you can!"
I can barely wait to how everyone's doing.
A/N Thank you for reading the prologue of Another! I know that the prologue is pretty short, sorry about that. Anyways I hope you enjoyed reading this! I'll try and upload as much as possible, so stay tuned!