Chap 1
I hate this.
Whenever I glance at their direction, my stomach churns. The insurmountable pain I feel looking at them filled with happiness and bliss. Not to mention their indifference to my presence or anyone's presence for the matter...
How cruel.
As my mood began to dampen a distant voice started to call me.
"Yui-senpai"
"Yui-senpai, what's the matter?"
I lifted my head up assimilating my positive thoughts.
"Oh, um, it's nothing..."
My answer was clearly saying otherwise, and I tried to cover it up with a laugh. She just smiled without saying anything more. I had no idea what to say, so I laughed again, but badly. I fiddled with the bun of hair on my head, which had become a habit at this point.
"Are you ok yuigahama-san?"
My mind froze hearing that deplorable person's voice. I paused for a second, trying to muster a positive response, but as I looked torwards her my heart began to sink once again.
The enthralling sight of the both of them together as the auburn light flickered across the room gave a sense of distance, making him seem further away from me than he already was.
"I'm fine yukinon, I guess I've been feeling under the weather recently teehee~ speaking of which, I'll go home early today, my mom's making dinner earlier than she usually does"
I lied. But I wouldn't be the person I was today if I wasn't a great lier. Maintaining my social standing requires a great need of lying from time to time. So I guess I'm used to it.
"Uh..well...I hope you get better soon Yuigahama-san"
She said with a slight tinge of sympathy.
I don't need your sympathy.
"Thanks yukinon!"
After seeing my cheerful expression once again she smiled thinly. Her smile wasn't a fake one like mine but something much more sincere and genuine.
"Genuine"
Oh how I despise that word.
As my mind began to clear, I took my bag and slowly slid the clubroom door open. After leaving the gates of that auburn lit room I turned around saying my goodbye's to everyone.
That's when I saw it again...
Even if the world had ended, they would still most certainly be sitting there, ecstatic. That was the illusion they gave, so much so, that it was like a scene from a painting.
As the gap between the door decreases, the pain growing inside of me flourishes. This unbearable pain I feel... Will it ever end?
No, thats why I must take action...
Author's Note: I am contemplating if I should diverge from the main story or not... Well as for now I'll try to stick to original narrative.