Frozen in Twilight
Miyou and I were led by Mokuyo or must I say, "Ma'am Mokuyo to the platoon of the Medic company. In all my stay in this school, I was not much acquainted with girls from other sections. Not that I was a nobody but because I don't care to know them that much. I am usually the one doing the leadership things and though it would be fun knowing everyone, it is just impossible especially with all the extracurricular activities the school is piling at my shoulders.
So here I am, being led by this girl..She's rather simple looking with shoulder length chestnut brown hair and brown eyes with a notable crookedness in her front teeth and yet a friendly aura radiates from her. She seems intimidated with me. I guess my snobby reputation precedes me.
I observed the entire school field packed with the swirling mass of humanity that was so overwhelming, it gave me a slight feeling of nausea. I loathed the day that I would be the one being rounded up in platoons, being humiliated and treated like inferiors. A recollection from my sophomore year loomed over me like a strange cloud of nostalgia.
It was a sunny noon time and I just finished lunch, happily drawing a sketch of my favorite actor Minamino Kurama. Strange shadows blocked the sunlight that pours its beams at my art piece. Then at that instance I was aware that these group of kids are calling my attention.
"Hi, Kaioh-san..." Kakeru Kazuma started.
I nodded, ready to lend an attentive ear.
"We want to invite you to join the training for M.O.C.C."
"What's that?" I asked, my eyebrows raising a bit.
Then Anika spoke up.
"This is a Citizen Army Training program for sophomores, usually the higher sections are encouraged to join. The training would make you a first class officer when we reach our senior year." Her voice trailed on.
Kakeru added, "With that, we would also be given extra credits in our academics."
"Soo desu ne...Why me then?" I asked puzzled as I twirled my curly aquamarine locks.
"Because we believe that you can do it, and we want you to join us..there are rumors from the faculty that they would transfer you to our section."
"You mean that I would be doing that?" I gestured condescendingly at the platoon marching in the field, being punished like animals.
"Yes.." "I think that I wouldn't want to do that." I said.
And so here I am, in the inevitable circumstance as I reluctantly trudged on the field, sweat trickling in my brows, following Mokuyo.
I found out upon announcement that we are in-charge of people who gets injured and people who expires in the field. We were also the Military police of the whole institution with other responsibilities for the school.
The idea of meeting other people was enticing.
At the end of all the marching and military practices in the muddy fields, another officer stepped in the line, the acting S5 cadet first class Mokuro Hiko. Mokuro was beautiful...she has shiny short Russet colored hair and almond shaped aquamarine blue eyes. Her face was smooth and fair as porcelain with a lean built. She has a gentle low pitch voice that was good and irritating at the same time. Good because its better than Anika yet irritating because you can't hear a thing when you're somehow placed in the last row. Her green army uniform looked good in her. Almost all the girls were struck by her looks.
I heard one girl in the platoon whisper, "She's a little shy.." I smiled at their rumors. She must be really nice looking to capture my attention. I smiled as I marched on.
As the whole training session is about to be dismissed, the Officer's platoon was formed upon the announcement of the adjutant. The whole field went as quiet as a tomb. All that can be heard was the thundering footsteps of army boots against the ground. I was enthralled by the "snappy" foot works of the platoon and the order as the officers with their head caps marching in their planks. Then the officers intercepted and passed through the spaces in our platoon. Then an arm tapped my shoulder briskly. My initial reaction was of annoyance, then it melted with surprise and a sudden skip to my heart beat. It was Haruka, her wheat-blonde hair unidentifiably concealed in a cap, smiling up to her ears..as if she's excited to see me..as if.
I was jittery at that instance. The feeling of giddiness was comparable to my feeling whenever I am purchasing a paperback...or watching a great movie. But, for the first time in my life, for the first time in this school, I feel exhilarated as if I am being born and coming alive for the first time.
Rumi waved her hand as if gesturing me to come at her seat by the bleachers. The field was beginning to empty. She was lazily sitting there, sipping a cola. It must be her reward to herself. She threw me a chocolate bar.
"Haruka said that they have their officer's meeting after every training session. A sort of reinforcement if you know what I mean." She chuckled, her fine curly hair beginning to escape from her hairnet.
"I wasn't aware that she's an officer. She somehow managed to leave that out." I said.
After forty minutes of waiting, she ran up to us. We were happy to see her..she was still smiling, I guess relieved to see that we lingered for her. The sun was almost diminishing, twilight beginning to take its turn in the skies. The red-orange rays shining its last strength on the familiar person approaching the two of us and the sweet taste of chocolate..frozen in time.
Miyou and I were led by Mokuyo or must I say, "Ma'am Mokuyo to the platoon of the Medic company. In all my stay in this school, I was not much acquainted with girls from other sections. Not that I was a nobody but because I don't care to know them that much. I am usually the one doing the leadership things and though it would be fun knowing everyone, it is just impossible especially with all the extracurricular activities the school is piling at my shoulders.
So here I am, being led by this girl..She's rather simple looking with shoulder length chestnut brown hair and brown eyes with a notable crookedness in her front teeth and yet a friendly aura radiates from her. She seems intimidated with me. I guess my snobby reputation precedes me.
I observed the entire school field packed with the swirling mass of humanity that was so overwhelming, it gave me a slight feeling of nausea. I loathed the day that I would be the one being rounded up in platoons, being humiliated and treated like inferiors. A recollection from my sophomore year loomed over me like a strange cloud of nostalgia.
It was a sunny noon time and I just finished lunch, happily drawing a sketch of my favorite actor Minamino Kurama. Strange shadows blocked the sunlight that pours its beams at my art piece. Then at that instance I was aware that these group of kids are calling my attention.
"Hi, Kaioh-san..." Kakeru Kazuma started.
I nodded, ready to lend an attentive ear.
"We want to invite you to join the training for M.O.C.C."
"What's that?" I asked, my eyebrows raising a bit.
Then Anika spoke up.
"This is a Citizen Army Training program for sophomores, usually the higher sections are encouraged to join. The training would make you a first class officer when we reach our senior year." Her voice trailed on.
Kakeru added, "With that, we would also be given extra credits in our academics."
"Soo desu ne...Why me then?" I asked puzzled as I twirled my curly aquamarine locks.
"Because we believe that you can do it, and we want you to join us..there are rumors from the faculty that they would transfer you to our section."
"You mean that I would be doing that?" I gestured condescendingly at the platoon marching in the field, being punished like animals.
"Yes.." "I think that I wouldn't want to do that." I said.
And so here I am, in the inevitable circumstance as I reluctantly trudged on the field, sweat trickling in my brows, following Mokuyo.
I found out upon announcement that we are in-charge of people who gets injured and people who expires in the field. We were also the Military police of the whole institution with other responsibilities for the school.
The idea of meeting other people was enticing.
At the end of all the marching and military practices in the muddy fields, another officer stepped in the line, the acting S5 cadet first class Mokuro Hiko. Mokuro was beautiful...she has shiny short Russet colored hair and almond shaped aquamarine blue eyes. Her face was smooth and fair as porcelain with a lean built. She has a gentle low pitch voice that was good and irritating at the same time. Good because its better than Anika yet irritating because you can't hear a thing when you're somehow placed in the last row. Her green army uniform looked good in her. Almost all the girls were struck by her looks.
I heard one girl in the platoon whisper, "She's a little shy.." I smiled at their rumors. She must be really nice looking to capture my attention. I smiled as I marched on.
As the whole training session is about to be dismissed, the Officer's platoon was formed upon the announcement of the adjutant. The whole field went as quiet as a tomb. All that can be heard was the thundering footsteps of army boots against the ground. I was enthralled by the "snappy" foot works of the platoon and the order as the officers with their head caps marching in their planks. Then the officers intercepted and passed through the spaces in our platoon. Then an arm tapped my shoulder briskly. My initial reaction was of annoyance, then it melted with surprise and a sudden skip to my heart beat. It was Haruka, her wheat-blonde hair unidentifiably concealed in a cap, smiling up to her ears..as if she's excited to see me..as if.
I was jittery at that instance. The feeling of giddiness was comparable to my feeling whenever I am purchasing a paperback...or watching a great movie. But, for the first time in my life, for the first time in this school, I feel exhilarated as if I am being born and coming alive for the first time.
Rumi waved her hand as if gesturing me to come at her seat by the bleachers. The field was beginning to empty. She was lazily sitting there, sipping a cola. It must be her reward to herself. She threw me a chocolate bar.
"Haruka said that they have their officer's meeting after every training session. A sort of reinforcement if you know what I mean." She chuckled, her fine curly hair beginning to escape from her hairnet.
"I wasn't aware that she's an officer. She somehow managed to leave that out." I said.
After forty minutes of waiting, she ran up to us. We were happy to see her..she was still smiling, I guess relieved to see that we lingered for her. The sun was almost diminishing, twilight beginning to take its turn in the skies. The red-orange rays shining its last strength on the familiar person approaching the two of us and the sweet taste of chocolate..frozen in time.