There stood a girl, frail and gloomy. Her eyes seemed to be in a daze as her mind tried to block out the growing whispers that surrounded her.
There stood a girl, whose name was Valarie Taren. Her long black hair, now draped down her shoulders from the weight of the water that never seemed to stop dripping.
In the middle of the hall, the girl stood, seemingly in a daze. No emotions could be seen on her face.
Suddenly, she started walking. Walking, and walking, and walking. Maneuvering her way through the densely populated halls.
She eventually made her way up a stairwell, where she came to face a door. It read, [rooftop door, no students allowed.]
Looking at the sign, she ignored it and pushed it open.
After successfully opening the door, she walked out, shielding her eyes from the sun. Gently closing the door, she walked over to the fencing that kept anyone from falling off.
The fence was taller than her but was easy to climb. As she started to climb, she heard the door to the roof open.
From the door emerged a boy. He was the exact picture of a 'delinquent'. He had soft red hair with black roots that seemed to peek out. His ears were decked out with piercings.
He stared at Valarie with his deep brown eyes. She, however, had ignored the new piercing gaze, and continued to climb.
Realizing what she was planning to do, the boy clicked his tongue and ran towards her. Feeling a pair of arms snake around her waist, Valarie felt herself being pulled down by the boy.
Clicking her tongue, she hissed, "What the hell do you think you're doing?!".
The boy held her tight in his arms as she wriggled about. "Shouldn't I be the one asking YOU that?", the boy challenged.
After briefly bickering back and forth, the sat across from each other, glaring. Huffing an angry breath, she questioned the boy.
"Why didn't you just let me get it over with? You obviously knew what I was trying to do, and you had no right to butt in." She crossed her arms.
Letting out a bitter laugh, he replied, "So, you're saying I should've just watched some student throw themselves off a building? Even if your situation has nothing to do with me, I would've been considered a witness to your death."
Biting her lip, she tousled her hair in a fit.
"You don't know anything!"
Annoyed, he grabbed her by the wrist.
"You keep saying things like 'you don't understand!' And 'what's it got to do with you?' Then just f*cking tell me about it instead of whining and b*tching about it all!"
The she stared at at him speechless, he was a stranger! What's anything in her life got to do with him?
"Why should I tell you anything? You should just go back to doing whatever you were doing and leave me alone instead."
After hearing her, the boy had only become more enraged. Her struggling had only made him grip her wrist tighter to keep her from escaping.
"Haah?? Fine, then from now on, we'll get to know each other ve~~~~~ry well! Your putrid whining is annoying and your gloomy mindset is utter bullsh*t. Meet me here during the breaks, and don't even think about running away!" He barked fiercely.
Valarie has once again been dumbfounded by his statement. While he was capable of ignoring everything, he had decided to weasel himself into her life without even letting her refute!
Bitterly, she nodded her head, and pulled her wrist from his tight grasp. There has been a slight mark, though it could be covered by her uniform.
Quickly, she scampered away and dashed back to class as she heard the bell ring, signaling the end of lunch.
The boy had only watched as she ran away. Looking at his hand that had held her thin wrist, he ruffled his hair in frustration.