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"Don't touch me"…"Don't touch me"… Misaki screamed in her head every time she bumped into someone. The hallway, the yard, the classes, everywhere she went was too crowded. She couldn't handle it any longer. Both her hands were covering her mouth, trembling.

"The Roof" it flashed in her mind. She started running pass the hallway, up the stairs and finally, the last step. She reached out for the door and opened it. Waves of fresh air filled her lungs. She let out a gasp and dropped to her knees. Her heart beats slowed down by every breath and the dreadful feeling slightly faded away. She gathered the last drops of energy in her legs, stood up and walked to the fences. Her eyes sparkled by the magnificent view. It was so natural. She never expected to see anything else than apartment towers and cars in Tokyo.

"It's wonderful, isn't it?"

Misaki jerked up and hesitantly turned to the direction where the sound came from. There was a guy sitting not so far from her, looking at the horizon.

"Was he there all along?!"…"How didn't I even notice?!"…"That's impossible"

She was staring at the guy for quite a while, drown in her mixed thoughts, when the guy toke a glance at her. Coming back to her senses, a slight blush appeared on her cheeks. She dropped her head and rushed to the door.

"The Main Show hasn't started yet"

Misaki ignored and continued her way to the door but slowed down when the vague words got clear in her mind.

"Main…Show…?!"

She reached out for the door handle but stopped and turned back to face the guy that was back, looking at the scenery.

"What do you mean?!" …There was No answer. She stepped forward and asked again. Curiosity was flaming in her head, but there was still no answer. The guy just closed his eyes and stayed still, like he was waiting for something. Misaki looked around. There was nothing to be seen. Suddenly, the trees started rustling and scary howling sounds could be heard, getting closer by every second And…

Waaaah….Misaki screamed. The hard wind had reached the roof top. She squeezed her eyes shut and held on tight to the jacket in her hand, covering her skirt. She could hardly stay still since the wind kept pushing her backwards. After a while she managed to half open her eyes and just froze by the scene toward her. The guy was peacefully sitting, eyes closed, while the wind was dancing through his long pinkish-white heir. A soft fabric slid from Misaki's hand, getting her to imagine the softness of his heir, but it didn't take long till the show ended. The stunning view was now covered with the flying jacket that had just crushed into the guys face.

Misaki yelped back a bite of surprise. Heat rose into her cheeks while the fabric slid down and revealed the annoyed gesture behind it. She felt as if the world was ending around her.

There was a moment's silence before the guy let out a sigh and made its way to the rigid girl.

"You have a Fresh Scent" he said placing the jacket on Misaki's shoulder and walked away till his footsteps could no longer be heard.

Misaki gasped for air like she was holding back all along and looked back to the swinging door behind her.

"Who on hell was That Guy?!"…she blinked several times in amusement.

It was a long time she hadn't been that close to anyone. It always gave her the feeling of great loss and disgust but he seemed different.

Misaki looked up at the sky. The black clouds were blown away and the sun was shining brightly again, bringing back the morning light. She smiled and leaned on the fence, cuddling her jacket in her arms, totally forgotten the fact that the guy actually touched it…*

"Maybe he was a spirit" she murmured to herself…"The spirit of the wind"…

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*since you might have gotten confused by the type of her phobia. She has kind of a mixture of fear of people (a kind of social phobia) and fear of germs and dirt caused by them (something like Mysophobia).