Chapter 4: Rain

The gray heavy clouds suddenly covered the bright sunny day and dampened the dry rough gardens of the academy. With how she felt,—a mixture of depression and anxiety—the weather definitely matched her mood. She ran through a series of corridors to get to the reception room. It wasn't like the grade school area where it was near and she would usually take her time in walking.


Sakura Mikan from Class A of the Middle School division, please proceed to the reception room.

The paging resonated throughout the hallways. It rang and it seemed louder than the usual announcements she heard. This was very unusual for her because it was only now that she realized it. Maybe, she told to herself, maybe I'm just imagining things.

"Mikan, where are you going?" She turned towards the familiar voice. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw her best friend.

"H-Hotaru!" Her nervousness conquered her usual disposition. She tried to erase all the thoughts that seem to throw her off balance. "W-what are you doing here?"

"I just got here from the dorms. Where are you off to?" The announcement was played once more. This gave Mikan the opportunity to escape Hotaru and her non-stop interrogation.

"Later, Hotaru! She ran off and smiled at her. Hotaru, on the other hand, felt alarmed. A small clank was heard and a silver spoon was left on the solid cold floor.


That smile… felt like it was the last.

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By the time you wake up, please wait for me till I come back, ok? Don't overexert yourself and leave. And, also, don't be a pervert and peek in my closet. I'll kill you. -Mikan

A smirk was produced from his straight lips and his frigid expression changed to something a little more presentable. He stared at his brownish well-done bandages then at his clothing that was folded on the chair. It seems like she changed his outfit to a loose white shirt. He glanced at his wristwatch and started to undress the clothing she placed on him. He hurried for he had to make sure that person wouldn't catch him here and get her involved with his problem. After placing back his uniform, he peeked out from the small creak of the door and made sure that nobody was outside to see him leave. However, just when he opened the door, an abrupt streak of pain took over his senses. He held the side of his stomach and felt a liquid substance emerging. Shit, I don't have much time. He recoiled and watched the blood crawl on the floor. He knew that moving would have him lose much more strength but he had to hurry. He climbed up the window and left, hoping that he would still have time.

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"Hey! Narumi!" A brunette shouted out to the rampant blonde who he was chasing after. "Would you stop for a minute?" He caught Narumi's arm tightly and pulled him back a few steps from the door. On top, the sign said 'Class A'. Immediately, he knew what Narumi was planning and what he would do. "Think about it. Even if you try, nothing will happen."

"I know," He expressed a glum figure. "Misaki, I know. But still—"

"Nothing will happen if I don't try, right?" The biology teacher smiled and the look on Narumi's face changed into a small sigh. "I guess… it's up to them to change… everything."

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A/N: Ugh. Sorry for the really long delay on chapter four. I was practically out of it and couldn't write. I was a little busy too. Though, I planned to merge chapter four and five together but it didn't seem right. I do hope you enjoyed this chapter. Of course, reviews are well encouraged. :3