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09/26/AC 197 [ omission ]
he was not there today. my slumber last night was not agitated, just hollow. the isolation engrossing me again, intertwining, overwhelming my other senses, revenging its fleeting defeat. when i awoke, i really did not decide whether or not i would circulate, to school and back. i just did. i discarded my clothes and proceeded into the shower. i was in there for a considerable period, an excessive amount of time elapsed that caused me to become behind schedule. it did not phase me much, i proceeded at an unaltered rate. with my foot i guided the scattered used clothes in a pile near the closet, which my damp towel soon joined. after randomly picking my attire for the day, conservative and bland as usual i grabbed my binder off the computer desk, then, i left.
school must have only been in succession for five minutes at the most, i mused that if i actually rushed i would have been able to arrive accordingly. steps from reaching the door i braced myself for his overbearing presence, but as i halfheartedly opened the door, he was not there. that instructor stopped in mid-sentence and focused on me, which in turn, perplexed all the students, soon almost every set of eyes imbued a glimmer of my reflection. he gestured for his teacher's aid to improvise, and walked towards me.
"heero, may i have a word with you outside." it was not a question. my gaze lingered upon duo's empty desk for a few moments, before i turned and passed through that door again, not even having the decency to acknowledge the command. he shut the door with an excessive amount of care. and proceeded to question my absence yesterday, and the reasoning behind that incident the day before that. silence settled in, yet i continued to hold his stare, perhaps even match his intensity. it unnerved him, i could tell. his eyes dropped briefly, then pressed on to receive his answer.
"you wouldn't understand." i simply stated lacking all emotion. his brow softer somewhat. it took a moment to register, i just caught myself repeating that stereotypical overused phrase spoken between all adolescence and adults. a bitterly amused grin crept upon my lips. he said my name with a question implied. i repeated that phrase again, this time lightheartedly, shaking my head slightly from side to side, repressing laugh. i believe this reaction intrigued and disturbed him the most. he finally faltered and allowed me to return to class. is it wrong for me to believe that statement is completely justified in my case. still in awe of myself for saying that, i took my seat, adjacent to that unoccupied desk.
commence. [ 8:58 p.m. ]
09/26/AC 197 [ omission ]
he was not there today. my slumber last night was not agitated, just hollow. the isolation engrossing me again, intertwining, overwhelming my other senses, revenging its fleeting defeat. when i awoke, i really did not decide whether or not i would circulate, to school and back. i just did. i discarded my clothes and proceeded into the shower. i was in there for a considerable period, an excessive amount of time elapsed that caused me to become behind schedule. it did not phase me much, i proceeded at an unaltered rate. with my foot i guided the scattered used clothes in a pile near the closet, which my damp towel soon joined. after randomly picking my attire for the day, conservative and bland as usual i grabbed my binder off the computer desk, then, i left.
school must have only been in succession for five minutes at the most, i mused that if i actually rushed i would have been able to arrive accordingly. steps from reaching the door i braced myself for his overbearing presence, but as i halfheartedly opened the door, he was not there. that instructor stopped in mid-sentence and focused on me, which in turn, perplexed all the students, soon almost every set of eyes imbued a glimmer of my reflection. he gestured for his teacher's aid to improvise, and walked towards me.
"heero, may i have a word with you outside." it was not a question. my gaze lingered upon duo's empty desk for a few moments, before i turned and passed through that door again, not even having the decency to acknowledge the command. he shut the door with an excessive amount of care. and proceeded to question my absence yesterday, and the reasoning behind that incident the day before that. silence settled in, yet i continued to hold his stare, perhaps even match his intensity. it unnerved him, i could tell. his eyes dropped briefly, then pressed on to receive his answer.
"you wouldn't understand." i simply stated lacking all emotion. his brow softer somewhat. it took a moment to register, i just caught myself repeating that stereotypical overused phrase spoken between all adolescence and adults. a bitterly amused grin crept upon my lips. he said my name with a question implied. i repeated that phrase again, this time lightheartedly, shaking my head slightly from side to side, repressing laugh. i believe this reaction intrigued and disturbed him the most. he finally faltered and allowed me to return to class. is it wrong for me to believe that statement is completely justified in my case. still in awe of myself for saying that, i took my seat, adjacent to that unoccupied desk.
commence. [ 8:58 p.m. ]