It was lunch time, I went outside, in my secret spot, I did not have enough money to buy food in the canteen like the other students. I was so ashamed of my condition and everybody know it. One day my comrades did a 'charity event' for me, old torn and wear-resistant clothes as well as old tin cans. I wanted to scream and shout they were disgusting and I hated them all, they did not to spare me with their false pity; they only wanted to lower me lower than the ground.

In my bag, I had a bread that was already two days. I kept it, if people saw me with that, they surely made fun of me. I went to the bathroom, and drank a lot of water, it will help me to control my burning hunger. I watched my reflection in the mirror… I was so pathetic… I touched my face, bones… whiteness, I had nothing unique, they were right. I was an average girl, with average marks, I was not beautiful, the only thing that's stood out was my red eyes, and I sincerely disliked them, I looked like a demon and… I had his eyes. I wanted to change…. To have another life than this one.

I see my place was not empty, my breath rushed. This figure was leaning against the trunk of the tree, this long blue hair, only one person had it ... Natsuki. She was smoking, her face rose to the heavens, her eyelids were closed. She had an audio headset on her ears, I could hear some music, she hummed, she was entirely in her own universe, I wanted to join her, to know what put her in this absolute calm. She noticed my presence and watched me, I could not move, she removed her head set.

"What do you want?" A hoarse voice made me jump. I touched my racing heart.

"I… usually came here to eat…" She inspected me as if she could read me. My hands were sweaty, I tried to dry them on my clothes.

"Hm."

"You know, it's bad for your health to smoke. You could be sick or have cancer and worst." I dared to say, Natsuki did not even bother to look at me, she continued to take a taste of this poison, she finally paid attention to me, she stood up, I noticed a tattoo inside her wrist, a scorpion. She blew the smoke on my face. I coughed, my eyes were hurting, some tears escaped. I hid my face with my arm.

"Mind Your Own Business!" She angrily spat. She was right, I should not care about her. Everybody had its own problems.

"I-"

"Don't care." She stopped me again, and I bit my lower lip.

"Don'tyou need a friend or someone to help you? You are new and-" I continued, she glared at me as if I did the worst thing.

"And you still don't have one all these years? I mean a friend?" I blushed in shame.

"I have…one…" But she was not here, but in other school and I can't call her a friend. Perhaps an acquittance?

"Stop judging me and it will be fine for you."

"I never judge you and I will never do." I pleaded, I hated when others did with me. She unexpectedly faced me, she was so close to my face, her nose touched mine. There was no emotion remaining on her face. I could not know what she really thought. My mouth slightly opened, I had to breathe. She strongly caught my chine, and I winced in pain. I could not escape, nor I did not want, I was never close to her until now if I want I could steal her lips against mine. I could contemplate her radiant emerald eyes, I had a reason to do it, they were darker than before, or I did not really remember their real color. Her true color.

"So, continue this way, don't bother me but I warn you, stay away from me, I'm not that stupid brat who let you follow me like a dog. I'm more dangerous for you than a simple cigarette." I was sure it was true. She pushed me to the side and walk away. I noticed something to the ground.

"Hey, you forget your strawberry milk." I said, however, she did not turn back.

"Keep it or throw it, I don't care." I went to my place and sat against the tree. I could still feel the warm of Natsuki invade, it was as if she was hugging me, or I was sitting against her. I saw the milk, it was barely touched, I blushed when my lips made contact on the carton, so sweet different from her attitude. And I realized the words she said about friendship. Did she remember me after this time? I could not stop smiling.