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[LaRemarque]

╚►ŃÅ ĶÂ ĦĀŖĄ ŸǗ ǗŊĂ ♥

Yuuna Nakahara rubbed her stressed eyes as she sat sluggishly before the dining table. “Morning sweetie!” Mr. Nakahara, Yuuna’s father, popped out beside his daughter with his usual sweet facial expression. He then placed a bowl of rice and a cup of hot chocolate before the heavy-eyed Yuuna. “Morning dad…” The daughter replied drowsily and gave his dad a soft kiss on his cheek. Her dad kissed her on her forehead in return. “Still sleepy huh?” Mr. Nakahara whispered jokingly as his lips drifted from Yuuna’s forehead. Moving to the opposite of the table, he whistled his daughter’s favorite song. He hooted casually that it was as if whistling every breakfast was already part of his daily routine. He then gestured to his daughter to sing with him. “Pssh…stop it dad…I’m awake now …’kay?” Yuuna replied still with her sleepy voice, her cheeks blushing. She thought her dad was going too far on waking her up but she felt delighted at the same time. It was kind of a sweet performance anyway. “That’s my girl!” Mr. Nakahara said proudly as he finally sat on the opposite of their dining table.

The Nakaharas then conversed about their experiences over the past few months. They had a lot of stuff to talk about since they haven’t really communicated while they were separated. Yuuna was studying in Okamuri and Mr. Nakahara was busy with his job. The daughter was enthusiastic talking about her new friends and how she was improving with her powers and her father was as joyful as she was, talking about his job as a seed analyst. Their conversation continued to be interesting until Mr. Nakahara revealed a secret of his to her daughter...

“Moving?” Yuuna was stunned; her crimson eyes widened as her mouth went wide open. The small and grubby dining room fell silent for a short while. Mr. Nakahara stared at her daughter’s bewildered look, released a deep sigh and answered calmly, “Yes my dear… probably this coming Christmas…” The old man then sipped from his cup of hot chocolate. He looked as if he was already expecting his daughter’s expression. The pink haired teen looked down and replied rather reluctantly, “…but why? We’ve been here since… I was born…” She then glanced at her father’s face which against the light and then she swiftly looked away. “It’s the higher ups orders Yuuna. I hope you understand… you’re mature now, aren’t you?” Mr. Nakahara explained, ending his statement with a friendly smile. He supposed that his conversation with her daughter would be fine but…. “NO!” Yunna exclaimed smashing her chopsticks on their wooden round table. Mr. Nakahara was startled by her daughter’s reaction and wasn’t even able to respond anything. Yuuna quickly stood up and said with a furious and rough voice, “I won’t agree with you this time dad!” Then, without hesitation, Yuuna walked briskly toward her bedroom, attempting to end the useless conversation. She just couldn’t bear hiding the heavy feeling she had been keeping anymore. Yuuna soon reached the door toward her room and was about to enter it but suddenly, before she could even touch the door knob, a hand suddenly gripped her right arm.

“…Dad!” Yuuna screamed in pain, supposing that her dad really followed her just to make her listen with his useless explanations. She couldn’t help but feel annoyed – her dad has really done it this time. Wanting to scare his dad with her powers, she glanced at the hand that caught her. The hand was long, lanky and greyish. It quickly came to her that it wasn’t her dad’s hand. It looked as if it was from a dead being. Yuuna’s eyes enlarged as fear and confusion began to accumulate her entire body. “Who – let go of me! Dad help!” Feverishly, Yuuna swung her right arm back and forth, hoping that the bony hand would release her. She felt the hand’s grip was getting tighter and tighter every time she would try to escape. She kept calling her dad until she noticed that her voice was slowly fading….

Ring, Ring, Ring!

Yuuna’s eyes opened wide the moment she heard her alarm clock ring. She slothfully rolled over from his odd sleeping position to sit on the edge of her bed. Her pink silky hair was a mess. Her eyes were pinkish red and she looked as if she had gone from a long journey with her deep eye bags. She slowly looked up at the ceiling above her and stared blankly at it as she tried to recall her dream. It was the fifth time she dreamt about “the hand” however this time, she dreamt about moving away from her home. “…could it be?” The pink haired girl asked herself with her dreamy voice. “No…not another…. Prediction…” She added and released a hoarse chuckle. Usually, Yuuna would consider something like a prediction when she dreams of something frequently like her recent “The Hand” dream. For now, she doesn’t want to consider such dreadful thing as a prediction because obviously, she doesn’t want anything bad happen to her and her father.

The prefect released a loud and lazy yawn before getting herself ready for the day. There was a lot of stuff to do since it was already the first day of the school year yet Yuuna does not seem to care about it. She then dressed herself after a brief shower and then proceeded off to the garden to check on the plants health. It was always the first the thing she does after getting up.

2:00 PM

Under the heat of the afternoon sun, Yuuna found herself walking along the pathway of the Academy’s lawn. She ended up with her garden inspection early which was really surprising and so she had nothing to do anymore except kill her boredom. Her bored face scanned the view before her. Nope, no misbehaving students – as a matter of fact she only saw a few students passing by. She didn’t even see any sign of her friends either. Where could the others be? Probably, they were sheltering against the heat while she has been walking under it since early morning. The pink haired female suddenly paused from her strolling; her face blank. Then she released a loud painful groan. “Darn this…” She said under her breath. She couldn’t help but feel really stupid the moment she realized what she had been doing along. Yuuna quickly turned toward the school building in hope of finally meeting her friends after the long break. However, when she was proceeding to said place, a familiar face came upon her that she couldn’t help but approach the person, “It’s been a long time!” She greeted.


O.O.C Note: Sorry for crappy post,guys.

[Alavar Dawnton]

I am here still waiting
Though i still have my doubts
I am damaged at best
Like you've already figured out

𝕬lexander 𝕹ightwind

Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
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"Next month's learning plan is finally done! Now to work on October's plan..." a red-headed teacher spoke up, putting his pen down next to a pile of papers. Alexander was sitting there in the teacher's lounge with a clipboard and a pen in hand. In front of him was a piece of paper with a lot of scribbled notes. By his side was his bag and what appeared to be a folder full of loose pages. He leaned back in his chair and gave off a heavy sigh of relief after finishing off his lesson plan for the month of September.

"Awesome job, Alex! NOW will you come over here and help us plan for the Headmaster's homecoming party?" A teacher spoke up behind him. Alexander looked up and eyed the teacher as a smirk formed on his face. "What... no break? I've been working on this plan for almost the whole day!" The teacher laughed and patted Alexander's shoulder.

It was the first day of the school semester and already, Alexander wanted a break. He was one of those people who would have preferred to have a short break rather than a long, summer break. Of course, he has been looking through numerous battle plans he has created for the army. During the summertime, he has been requested by the army to go lead the troops to victory within a war that was currently happening in another place and as much as he wanted to join, he couldn't. Alexander did request for maps of the area and a general idea of what the enemy troops had. The area was a jungle and its canopy made it difficult for light to shine onto the ground. If there was one thing he was familiar with, it was using the environment to your advantage. He already knew that such an area had a very huge disadvantage if the soldiers didn't keep theirs eyes both in the air and on the ground.

His eyes glanced to his lesson plan for this month. Shockingly, each day called for chess matches throughout the whole month. Some teachers asked him why teach chess when he was clearly teaching battlefield practice. His only answer to them was this: "If you're mentally unprepared on the battlefield, then you won't be able to make it."

Alexander felt satisfied with what he had. So satisfied, he wanted to go walking around the school grounds. The teachers who were near him watched him stand up from his spot. "Hey Alexander! You heading off home already? Aren't you staying for the headmaster's party?" He looked to the teachers and weakly nodded. "Of course. I'll be back before you all know it."

With that, he walked out of the teacher's lounge and started walking through the halls of the main building where all the classes normally took place in. Even though it was the first day of the school semester, it felt as if it was his first time walking the halls. Maybe because it's been a very long while since he casually strolled through the school? After all, he's a teacher and when did he ever have the time to relax and just enjoy the school's little scenery that has been planted before him?

I still see your reflection
Inside of my eyes
That are looking for a purpose
They're still looking for life

[dainty daisy]

- - - rosie ■ eighteen ■ ♀ ■ single

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Beep. Beep. Beep.

The bold black alarm clock blared, interrupting the sleeping 'beauty' that was in a deep slumber only a couple of minutes ago - hair in a bun and curled up into a tight ball like a little kitten. Opening her soft chocolate eyes she lifted her lifeless arm and gently tapped the switch, sighing lightly to herself as the sunlight hit her face. 'Morning already?' Rosie thought as she lifted herself up and out of bed; a smile slowly creeping over her face. You see today wasn't any ordinary day, no. Today, Rosie Yuko was about to embark on a wonderful adventure of friendship, learning and maybe romance! that is.. if she wasn't being too hopeful. Today, the raven haired girl was starting Okamuri Academy, she had found out about it online and fell in love almost immediately! The place was gorgeous and it seemed like the people there were quite nice too; although you can never judge a book by it's cover.

Hopping out of bed she quickly got washed and dressed, grabbing her crimson suitcase and hauling it out of the door. It was fairly early but Rosie wanted to make a good impression by turning up early, as the saying goes : 'The early bird catches the worm.' About half an hour passed before she reached the gates of the Academy - the place was huge and breathtakingly beautiful, it looked exactly like she had seen in the photographs. Grinning happily to herself she examined the building before entering - the detail and decorations that were scattered around simply shocked her - it was so intricate and everything tied together; the colours, the patterns... everything. "It's perfect.." Rosie whispered quietly, her heart beating with both adrenaline and excitement.

Giggling lightly to herself, she headed up to the entrance and walked inside - taking in the view along the way. The only thing that bothered her was that she hadn't seen a single student yet, or teacher for that matter. She was slightly nervous that she had either arrived way too early or possibly gotten the days mixed up.. it would be just her luck to do that! Sighing heavily, Rosie gulped and pushed open the large oak doors and made her way inside, her cheeks flushing a hot tomato colour out of nervousness.

The rather tall girl adjusted her polkadot bow in her hair before looking around for a teacher or a receptionist, anybody that could direct her to her dorm really. 'Oshiri, floor 3..' She recited in her head, twiddling with her thumbs and standing in the middle of the hallway hoping that someone would come out and assist her. Rose had simply no idea where her dorm was located in the building and she didn't feel like getting lost in an attempt of finding it, this was her first day and she wanted to avoid making an idiot of herself.


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● o o c ; - - -

[ii Matts Shinigami]

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IT'S NOT WHAT YOU DID, IT'S HOW YOU DID IT THE END. IT'S NOT WHAT YOU DID, IT'S HOW YOU DID IT THE END.
IT'S NOT WHAT YOU DID, IT'S HOW YOU DID IT THE END. IT'S NOT WHAT YOU DID, IT'S HOW YOU DID IT THE END.
IT'S NOT WHAT YOU DID, IT'S HOW YOU DID IT THE END. IT'S NOT WHAT YOU DID, IT'S HOW YOU DID IT THE END.


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xxxxxxxxxxxxxは何をしたか、それはあなたがそれようにしましたではありません。
P E R F E C T ⎜ S E N I O R ⎟ M O R Ix D O R M I T O R Y




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Noise. They're everywhere.

"HOLY s**t! I can see!"

Austin turned his neck and he could see the clock, clear as day! This guy had to wear glasses because his eyes aren't the strongest. Because of his farsightedness, everything looked like it was moving, like everything was bordered with fuzz. But when his eyes open, it wasn't blurry as usual, it was a miracle! He blinked a few times to test. Nope! It was still crisp and clean! He even put his hand on his face to make sure glasses weren't planted on his face. His door suddenly opened.
"What was that, brother?" his little brother said in a rather questioning tone. It was nicer than usual, but he ignored it and said, "I don't need prescription anymore!" like it was the greatest thing ever.

"Miracle?" Even Austin surprised himself, but then he decided to check one more thing. He ran to the bathroom, and looked in the mirror. If this worked, could it be some rare disease that cures farsightedness? Is their some living organism on the earth that scientists haven't discovered, that can help the human eye? His brother followed, walking, with a tiny smile on his face.
All dramatic, he exhaled loudly for preparation, and looked right in his eye. He touched his eye..

and out came a contact.

Austin looked at the clear circle on the tip of his finger and whined, "Aww.. crap." He felt really disappointed, and just plain discouraged. But wait, he took his contacts off last night-- he always does. Could..?
He jerked his head and glared his eyes at his little brother. His face looked like it was about to laugh, and it did. "AHAHA! You're such an idiot!" Tears started to appear at the corner of the little boy's eyes, he was cracking up like crazy. Austin just stood there with an annoyed pout.
"Why would you do that?.." he whined.

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An annoying blushed appeared on Austin's cheeks. Right now, he was outside in front of Okamuri's main building. Just standing there, thinking about home wasn't going to do crap, so why was he doing it? Austin kept his face straight, as he briskly put his hands into his jacket's pockets. He gently leaned on the outside brick wall, thinking of he should do. He wanted to go to his dorm, since he was a perfect this year.. but, he was far away from the actual building. So, he sighed silently through his nose, and walked inside.

Rumbles of footsteps and talking filled his ears, as he entered. He looked up, and as the sign above his head read: Oshiri Dormitory.
Well, that's obviously not my building. Austin thought to himself. He was about to leave, so he turned away. But, then a bright red bow caught his eye. It almost looked like Minnie Mouse's, what was she doing here? But that's not what really caught his attention, it was her height.
How tall was she? Because she seemed rather tall. Austin saw her nervous expression, and her twirling fingers.
"You okay?" He sorta laughed with a tone of concern in his voice.


dainty daisy

[dainty daisy]

ii Matts Shinigami

- - - rosie ■ eighteen ■ ♀ ■ single

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"You okay?" The concerned voice startled Rosie as she turned around to meet whoever was talking to her; it was a boy. A tall, blonde.. rather good looking boy, why on earth was he talking to her? Shaking the thought out of her head she smiled sheepishly toward the him. "Actually, I'm looking for the Oshiri Dormitory.. I'm on floor 3 but that's all I know. I always have been terrible with directions.." She giggled to herself and lowered her head in an attempt to cover the scarlet that her cheeks were now turning, although it probably just made her look insecure.

Averting her soft, chocolate eyes to meet his again, she raised an eyebrow at him - still wondering why he came over in the first place. Nobody ever talked to her, they tried to avoid her if anything.. it was just strange to have a normal conversation with someone; a nice kind of strange, though. Upon further inspection of the male that was in front of her, she was sensing something.. different about it. Something unusual.. nothing she could point out though, for now it would have to remain a mystery.


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● o o c ; sorry, writers block x.x

[simply poetic -]

Rᴀɪsɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇ-ʙʀᴏᴡ ᴀᴛ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴠɪᴛʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀs ʟᴀɪᴅ
ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ʜᴇʀ, ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴜɴᴇᴛᴛᴇ ʜᴀɪʀᴇᴅ ɢɪʀʟ sᴀᴛ ǫᴜɪᴇᴛʟʏ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ sᴇᴀᴛ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴄᴀsᴜᴀʟʟʏ ғʟɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ
ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪsᴛ ᴏғ sᴜɢɢᴇsᴛɪᴏɴs ғʀᴏᴍ ʟᴀsᴛ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛs. Mᴏsᴛʟʏ ɪᴅᴇᴀ's ᴜᴘᴏɴ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ
ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ᴍᴀɪɴʟʏ ɪɴsɪsᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ɪᴍᴘʀᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀғᴇᴛᴇʀɪᴀ ғᴏᴏᴅ, ᴡʜɪᴄʜ sʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟʟʏ ᴀɢʀᴇᴇᴅ
ᴜᴘᴏɴ. Iᴛ ᴡᴀs ɴᴏᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏᴏᴅ ᴡᴀs ᴅᴇʟɪᴄɪᴏᴜs, ʙᴜᴛ ᴍᴀɪɴʟʏ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴇᴠᴏʟᴠᴇᴅ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ
ᴍᴀɪɴᴛᴀɪɴɪɴɢ ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜʏ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴜᴛʀɪᴏᴜs ғᴏᴏᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ Oᴋᴀᴍᴜʀɪ
Aᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍʏ. Sᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴇᴇᴛs ᴏғ ᴘᴀᴘᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴇsᴋ, sʜᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴏᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ
Pʀᴇsɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴅᴏᴜʙʟᴇ-ᴅᴏᴏʀs ɪɴsɪsᴛɪɴɢ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜᴘᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ
ᴀᴄᴛɪᴠɪᴛɪᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴɴᴏᴜɴᴄᴇᴍᴇɴᴛs ғᴏʀ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ’s sᴄʜᴇᴅᴜʟᴇ. Rᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ
ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʟʟ sᴏᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴀssɪsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴄᴏʀᴀᴛᴏʀ’s ᴀs ᴛʜᴇʏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ғᴏʀ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ,
ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛʟʏ sᴇᴇ ɪғ ᴛʜᴇ Hᴇᴀᴅᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ʜɪs sᴜʀᴘʀɪsᴇ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ`s.
Gᴀᴛʜᴇʀɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢɪɴɢs ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʟᴀᴄɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴏғ ᴘᴀᴘᴇʀ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ Cᴏᴜɴᴄɪʟ Pʀᴇsɪᴅᴇɴᴛs
ᴅᴇsᴋ, sʜᴇ ᴇxɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ.

Cʟᴏsɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏғғɪᴄᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ, sʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʟʟᴡᴀʏ sᴡɪғᴛʟʏ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ
sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴄʀᴏᴡᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀғᴇᴛᴇʀɪᴀ ᴇɴᴛʀᴀɴᴄᴇ. Sᴜʀᴇ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs sᴛɪʟʟ ʟᴜɴᴄʜ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ
ᴀʟsᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴅᴀʏ ᴏғ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ, sᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀғᴇᴛᴇʀɪᴀ Fᴀᴄᴜʟᴛʏ ᴍᴜsᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴛɪɴɢ
sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇxǫᴜɪsɪᴛᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ’s ᴍᴇɴᴜ, ɪɴ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀᴅs 5 sᴛᴀʀ ᴍᴇᴀʟs ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇs ғᴀɴᴄʏ ᴡɪɴᴇ
ɢʟᴀssᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ғɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ʙᴇᴠᴇʀᴀɢᴇ. Iɢɴᴏʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜʀɢᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ
ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴡɪʟᴅᴇʀᴇᴅ sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛs sᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ, sʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ sɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ
ʜᴀʟʟᴡᴀʏ. Iᴛ sᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡᴀs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴀs ᴘʟᴀɴɴᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ sᴏ ғᴀʀ sᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ
ᴡᴀsɴ'ᴛ ᴀɴʏ ᴅɪsᴛᴜʀʙᴀɴᴄᴇs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀᴄᴋɴᴏᴡʟᴇᴅɢᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʜᴇʀ ᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ
ɪɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴅɪsᴛʀᴇssɪɴɢ ғᴀᴄɪᴀʟ ᴇxᴘʀᴇssɪᴏɴ. Sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ʙʏ sᴏ ғᴀsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴡ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ
ᴡᴀs ʙᴀᴄᴋ ɪɴ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ғᴏʀ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴏғ ғᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴏᴘᴇғᴜʟʟʏ ᴇxᴄɪᴛᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ sʜᴀʀᴇᴅ.
Exɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴘᴀᴛɪᴏ, ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ sɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ
sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ, sʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ Sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ Cᴏᴜɴᴄɪʟ Gᴀʀᴅᴇɴ. Oɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇs ɪɴ
ᴛʜᴇ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴜsᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ Gᴀʀᴅᴇɴ Cʟᴜʙ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ ɪᴛ
ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ғᴜʟʟʏ ғʟᴏᴜʀɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴅᴏᴢᴇɴs ᴏғ ᴇxᴏᴛɪᴄ ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀs sᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛʀɪᴇs.

Dᴇᴄɪᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʟʟ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡᴀs ʙᴏɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ, Yᴜᴍɪᴋᴏ
ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴠᴇʀs ʙʀᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ᴛᴀʙʟᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ғʟᴏʀᴀʟ sᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢs ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ. Iᴛ sᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ
ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡᴀs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴀs ᴘʟᴀɴɴᴇᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ sʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏss ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ
ᴄʜᴀʀɢᴇ. Hᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ sʜᴇ ǫᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢɪɴɢs ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ
ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀs ᴛᴏ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘᴜᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ. Sʜᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀ ғᴇᴡ
ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀs ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ sᴏᴏɴ, sᴏ sʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴛʜᴇɴ ɢᴇᴛ
sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ sᴏ ɪᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀɴʏ ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀs.

[ii Matts Shinigami]

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IT'S NOT WHAT YOU DID, IT'S HOW YOU DID IT THE END. IT'S NOT WHAT YOU DID, IT'S HOW YOU DID IT THE END. 
IT'S NOT WHAT YOU DID, IT'S HOW YOU DID IT THE END. IT'S NOT WHAT YOU DID, IT'S HOW YOU DID IT THE END. 
IT'S NOT WHAT YOU DID, IT'S HOW YOU DID IT THE END. IT'S NOT WHAT YOU DID, IT'S HOW YOU DID IT THE END. 


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A smile tugged the corner of his lips as he saw the girl startle at his voice. He listened to tall girl's problem, and nodded while briskly holding his chin playfully. Even though the girl giggled, she seemed really tense. As she looked to the ground, Austin cocked his head and leaned under, and looked up at her red face. Was she a newbie? 
Austin stood back up, and looked down the hallway. Again, it wouldn't hurt if he helped the chick out.
A little awkward by the silence, he uttered, "Well.. " another smile stretched, as he playfully put a hand on his chest, "My dorm isn't here, so I see no reason to help you." he said like a royal brat.

He looked back at her brown eyes, and gave a short wink to know he was only playing. "Naw, I joking. I'm not like that, bruh. " Austin liked to joke with people, especially with people you looked nervous. He felt like it would lighten them up a but. Austin smiled, and patted gracefully her silky, black hair. It felt sorta weird because he didn't have to reach so low to touch her head, or even look at it. Having a girl just inches under his height seemed so surreal, but it was there, and he liked it. He had a feeling that they were going to be good friends.

He started to walk toward the hallway, making a gesture that invited her to come over. As he waited for her to come he said, "Oh, by the way. My name is Austin, I'm a Perfect at Okamuri." with a friendly smile.

[Alavar Dawnton]

I am here still waiting
Though i still have my doubts
I am damaged at best
Like you've already figured out

𝕬lexander 𝕹ightwind

Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
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He walked through the halls, watching students finding old friends and making new ones, asking where the dorms were, and how each day was going to be living here in the school grounds. All these little activities and more were to be expected on the first day. With so much going on, one would think it would be difficult to bring everyone in for the headmaster's celebration. Then, he stopped in place when he eventually came to a realization. A small snap of his fingers and a surprised look on his face led him to saying, "...Oh yeah... the party!" With that, he was off to the hall that was going to keep everything in.

Alexander wasn't one to run because of his ability to hit top speeds that were close to breaking the sound barrier. He has wanted to break it and hit the speed of sound, but because of the dangers of doing so, he was restricted to go any faster. Interestingly, when he walks casually and in a relaxed pace, it would probably feel like power walking to a regular human. And when he starts power walking, a regular human would need to try hitting at least 3-4 miles per hour just to catch up with him. Then, when he starts running-- well, let's just say you're better off riding some kind of high-speed bullet train just to catch up with him.

Once he reached the hall, he noticed movers going back and forth while being ordered by a young lady who so happened to be the student council adviser. The problem? He lacks the ability to really identify people when their backs were turned to him. When he looked at her and listened in on what she wanted, it started reminding him of how he was the first time he was working in the army. He was pretty demanding and when nothing was being done, he had to deal with it. All he knew was that if this girl played her cards right, she'd probably turn out to be a good enough leader in the future.

He didn't want to bother her and the work she was putting in-- so he decided to stay by the side and watch with arms crossed and eyes on the adviser. Some of the movers noticed Alexander and just gave a wave before returning back to their work. Alexander could help but weakly smile and shrug a wave himself..

I still see your reflection
Inside of my eyes
That are looking for a purpose
They're still looking for life

[dainty daisy]

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- - - rosie ■ eighteen ■ ♀ ■ single

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Rosie's face twisted as he uttered those words, how disrespectful could you get?! First impressions were everything with her and so far this guy wasn't doing too well in the rankings, she took in a deep breath and was just about to shout at him before he winked at her and continued with his sentence, explaining that he was 'joking'. Rolling her eyes she twiddled awkwardly with her thumbs and scowled at him. "That wasn't very funny." The girl pouted, crossing her arms across her chest like a little girl.

Flinching as he stroked her hair, she whacked his arm away from her head. "Excuse me?!" She exclaimed, backing off with her arms in front of her in a defensive manner, her eyes wide and her mouth ajar in surprise. Why was he patting her?! She wasn't a dog! 'Ugh, yet another spoilt brat who thinks they're god's gift.' Rosie rolled her eyes at the thought, shot him a fake smile and followed him - after all, what else was she going to do on her first day? "I'm Rosie." The raven-haired girl nodded civilly toward him, tilting her head as he mentioned that he was a Prefect. "Should I be worried or is it good to have you on my side?" The girl joked, chuckling lightly to herself.

As she followed Austin, she looked intently around her at all of the people who seemed to be coming in through the doors, with what seemed like party things.. food, decorations, everything! Was there a welcoming party being held or..? Rosie tilted her head in wonder as she stopped in her tracks to watch as everyone speedily unpacked and helped dress up the building.


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[simply poetic -]

Resting her head on the quilted pillow, her eyes stayed on the lighted device in her hand. After hours of texting Headmaster Takahashi, or who she called Father in private. Sayori moved from her position on the bed, to just sitting straight up. Today was an exciting day and it also meant after a year and half he was coming back. Proud of that progress she ha made over that amount of years, she wanted to show him that she was able of being careful and in-control of her powers, yet at the same time she was frightened and mentally putting herself down at the thought. He had taken care of her ever since she was baby and yet she felt obligated to actually be able to show him that she actually "improved". Biting at the type of her fingers, she motioned for the door to her room, before pulling her hand back with a sense of insecurity. "Headmaster is coming back, so this day must surely be great...but-" she was cut short.

As one of the house maids walked in, she could barely testify before she proclaimed in her french accent "Bonjour Madam Sayori, I have prepared your things for your transfer to the Yoshida Dormitory". Yes, that was what she forgot, having talked to Headmaster into letting her move into the student environment, he suggested the Yoshida Dorm due to its Japanese-details and besides that it was closest to the mansion. Nodding her head, Sayori gradually looked into the maids eyes before speaking "Thanks Janette, your service from today has been great, but for now on take care of Headmaster in my place. He may seem a bit rude and cold at times, but his heart is in there....somewhere". Yes. Ever since 5 years ago, Headmaster had slowly began to become more cold to people, to her it was probably just a phase in every adults life, but to others he was changing into something more, which confused most. Grabbing her suit-case from Janette`s hands, she bowed and felt her golden curls fall over her shoulder, "Thank You for all that you done".

Janette had been there for her, ever since she was nine years old, but now she was sixteen and well on her way to discovering what life really meant. Exiting the room and down the steps, she watched as the sun lite the whole house with its magnificent glory. Every window opened to let the rays of sunlight in to the grand home. Opening the door she stepped out only to feel the rays of the sun sooth her skin, all weekend she was stuck inside the mansion preparing herself for this day and also being a bit impatient with the fact that Headmaster would be coming today instead of yesterday. After his plane was delayed and soon after being called to another meeting he was now coming home. She would eventually greet him later on at the party tonight, but from now on she was student at Okamuri Academy so she would have to greet him like any other student would. A quick hello and bow. Walking down the pathway towards the school, she could barely hear herself think as her heart ponded faster and faster. Yes this would be her second year attending Okamuri Academy, and also having made friends lat year. This would also be the year that she would be living with someone else other than Headmaster and Janette.

It only took a couple of minutes to reach the Yoshida dorm, but at the same time it felt like an hour to her since she kept thinking and pondering about the new faces she would be meeting. Her lips quivered and her mind was fuzzy. Just like the time Headmaster took her to the amusement park and she was confronted by a clown. Yes, the darn thing scared her to where she actually ran for her life, but this feeling now would slowly disperse as she got use to her new surrounding. Walking into the building and up the flight of stairs she headed for her room. All the students here seemed to pay her no mind, either because they were actually engulfed in their own conversations or like her trying to find their designated room. As the first room popped up, she knew that it had to be hers due to the order in which they were listed on the bulletin board. Heading inside, she claimed the bed to the left in hopes of removing herself from the sunlight which had made its way into the room. The dullness of the room was a bit soothing, but it would soon be filled with posters and many other objects once her belongings were sent and her roommate moved in. Great.

Placing her things on the bed, she didnt dare unpack them, just hoping on doing that later on. It was now time to explore, and hopefully find some familiar faces. Pulling a book along with her, she would only take it with to ease her tensions. Walking out her room and out the dormitory, she headed outside to another familiar place on the school grounds. A tree which was perched to the side of the school itself. Leaning her back against it, she pulled out her book and began to read.

[simply poetic -]

As the hall started to come together, her topaz eyes stared up at the ceiling as the chandaliers hung with a beautiful sparkle to its crystals. Watching as more students started to come in to help with the decorations. She praised them in her mind as she watched them do as she said. It wasn't like helping would cause any problems, but yet there was a cold vibe that entered into the room. Turning her attention to the figure standing to the far right of the room, she saw that it was one of the teacher`s. She bowed with respect as she walked over towards. "I didn't recognize you there Sensei, but I see you are enjoying the view. I do say that everything is coming together and later on our special guest should be walking through those double doors" she pointed at the entrance way. She watched as few more students came in and one in particular caught her eye. It was Austin. One of the male prefects of the school as it appeared and he had escorted a young lady with him as well.

"So this must be your date for tonights party, I presume" she said playfully. Outstretching her hand, she smiled and said "My name is Yumiko Takashima, Student Council Advisor...and I am presuming that you are new to the school as well. Hope you are enjoying your stay so far" Yumiko announced waiting for the girl to shake her hand. Looking back at Austin, she frowned and said "I hope your not giving her any problems..." she said glaring a bit before turning her attention to a few workers who were caring in a large statue. "Hey Austin would you mind helping out, it seems that the larger items are coming in and well...we need extra man power" she said pointing out the wimps who called themselves strong. She looked back at the girl and smile "Do you wanna help as well besides we are almost done and it seems things are coming together so nicely ? Besides that I wouldn`t mind an extra hand" Yumiko said as she held her clipboard in hand. She had been checking off everything so far and so far everything was her except the ice sculptures.

Yeah she was in charge of supplying that and she would just do that later on so they wouldn't melt. "Oh and I forgot to mention, over their is one of our schools teacher`s, Mr. Nightwind...". Sure being one of the student council officers it was her obligation to show all new students around if she ever came across some.



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dainty daisy

[thisberabbit]

"ＴＨＥ だまされやすい ℓoиeя"
❝ PREFECT !! YOSHIDA DORMITORY ❞
ωħø ąɱ ї spεąkїnġ †ø; Yuuna.
ωħεrε ąɱ ї; School garden near entrance.

• • • ★______KENTA (REI) TAKAHASHI______＠ ♔ ┇ ♔

Ruffling of the dark, stuffed blankets flew straight to the floor as Kenta silently rolled out of bed, his oversized shirt slightly unbuttoned and draping lightly down below his waist. His golden-like hair all out of its place made him look quite sloppy but combined with the light's rays shining from the window, it was a brilliant sight. Yawning, Kenta's arms stretched high enough to try to touch the ceiling which was impossible for a 5"5 male. No one usually woke him up in the morning, it was just his instinct that told him to. It was a morning routine to wake up later then usual and then rush everything afterwards. Being as lazy as he was, breakfast was never a main part of his routine, it was usually consisting of; wake up, shower, change, wake up pops, walk to school, check in, etc. Everyday was as boring as Kenta was. A few clicks of a nutrient pill would always do the job for him until it was time for lunch, where he'd take a stroll by the cafeteria. Kenta's bedroom was a perfect fit for a noble prince. Before his father had gone crazy, he owned a company that sustained their life budgets until THAT occurred and they completely lost all their funds. Now they were forced to live off of the income that his dad had saved up from all the previous days of working. The amount of money they had now was never a problem since Kenta was always a money saver, he hated spending money on useless things enabling him to continue his life as a teenager without stress. Of course he still had a case of depression after the horrifying event that occurred that shook not only himself but even his own father. Life was peaceful, until summer ended and now it was time for school to once again begin. Still in his massive bed room, the ceiling draping with crystal chandeliers that rang every so often when the window would be open, Rei slipped on his cozy slippers and walked straight for his bed room, just a few feet from his bed. His pale hand hovering over his mouth to stop the yawning from being contagious quickly made him realize how he really needed a mouth rinse now. It was the usual, after the refreshing teeth washing and quick morning shower, Kenta raced toward his walk-in closet to find an outfit for today. His eyes narrowed in as he didn't look all around the room but just stared blankly at the oversized jacket his mom had made him 3 years before, that still matched up to his size.

After leaving his room with his favorite jacket on, matching hat, and black jeans, he walked gracefully towards his father's room where his dad laid in bed silently waiting for him. "Dad, you can't sit like that, you'd fracture your neck." he stated, helping his dad to sit in the rather more healthy position. His dad never spoke, not even once. I guess the thing that happened with his wife still impacted him to this day. Sighing, Kenta raised his hand carefully and tapped his father's face with a wet towel. Eyes as dark as night hung deeply under those circles of endless sleep. Rei's hallucinating father really worried him that he just had to hire this health keeper that would stay with his father when he was at school. This truthfully made Rei's life easier. As he laid the towel into to the bowl of warm water, the bell suddenly rang, catching Rei's attention almost immediately. Running down the stairs and leaping over objects, finally, did he open the door for the maid. "ah, you've finally come, thankyou for your hard work again." he bowed, opening the door wide enough for the middle aged lady to enter. "I'll leave him to you." Kenta explained, grabbing his bag and swiftly sliding the strap over his shoulder and exiting the door. As the say stretched longer, Kenta reached down into his pockets and pulled out his mini container of nutrient pills for the morning. He was curious to who came to school today and desperately wanted to meet the other prefects. Upon walking down the endless path of trees from his home that blockaded the civilians, Rei had already reached the school without having to meet anyone. Stretching again, before stepping a foot inside the gate, he made sure he had everything he needed. this year he was to report to the Yoshida dormitory, how interesting, last year it was Mori Dormitory. A fresh humid breeze swept through Rei's soft hair as other kids stopped to stare at the kid standing in front of the wide gate in a wide jacket in the warm weather. "Back here, again huh?" he sighed, as he took a quick breath in and out, his hand over his chest. Taking another peek at his watch he realized he was just in time. "2. good."

The gates finally opened, as a brand new breeze shot through his mind as he remembered everything as it was last year. The fountain and the garden was still as amazing as it was the first time he had stole a gleam at it. Walking towards the garden, he crouched down beside the leaves and rubbed his finger against the blooming petals. Prefects last year were in charge of these he thought as he ruffled his bangs, making sure they weren't tangled and bunched up. This year, Kenta is a sophomore, crazy how time runs huh? Yet not a smile came upon his face as he stared intently at the petals of the flowers lined up in rows in the fertile dirt. "More jobs this year, huh?" he questioned himself under his breath as he closed his eyes for a few seconds before a voice echoed through his ears from beside him. As gullible and much of a loner as he was, if someone were to talk to him it would be considered 'rare'. A pretty girl stood beside him as he stood up from his position. The sun shined brightly in his eye so he couldn't take a good look at the girl, but he did notice her pink hair. There was only one girl he knew with that kind of hair color, and with clam expectations it was her. "ah-," he paused, his hand hovering on top of his eyes to make sure the sun was blocked from his vision. "Yuuna." he blurted out, his voice as calm as the sea. It had been awhile since he had seen his prefect friend but on the inside, Kenta was really excited to have met up with her once again. "yes, it has been long indeed, how are you?" he asked, "How's your father doing?" he questioned, his hand behind his head as if not meaning to ask anything that would bring back unwanted memories.

⋆OTHERSOUTCASED ▪▪▪

((Yeah, his father is kind of mentally unstable. ;u ;" how sad.))

[LaRemarque]

╚►ŃÅ ĶÂ ĦĀŖĄ ŸǗ ǗŊĂ ♥

“I guess… I’m doing fine.” Yuuna shrugged and responded to her co-prefect and friend rather reluctantly. She had been dreaming about an unusual and dreadful dream for months which she supposed that would probably occur anytime soon. So, she wasn’t really confident of her current state. For a moment, she thought of telling Kenta what was going on with her but disregarded it after she felt that telling him wouldn’t solve her problem. On the other hand, she considered her idea of consulting a teacher a helpful move against her dilemma.

Yuuna’s thoughts about her current situation continued to circle around her head until her dear friend raised another question which startled her a bit. “My father?” Yuuna repeated Kenta’s question with a surprised expression on her face. It was obvious that she was not really paying attention to whatever was going on around her. “Hmm, how should I say this…” The girl quickly pondered on how she would answer briefly to the broad question as she placed her right index finger on her lower lip. Then, her crimson eyes suddenly drifted from her friend to the blooming flowers. The flowers' color combination was beautiful and mellow but somehow they don't look very attractive to her. “He’s fine but I think he’s keeping a secret from me…” She gave a short reply, as she continued to stare melancholically at the garden’s flowers. For a while, she felt the plants were empathizing on what she was feeling.

Thankfully, Yuuna’s slight sorrow didn’t stay for another moment and so, her attention was back to Kenta again. She met Kenta the previous year. A year ago, she considered him odd for a physically attractive guy. She noticed, thanks to her great observation skills, that he was silent and not so ‘sociable’ compared to the other members of the Okamuri Academy Host Club. But again, that was a year ago and Yuuna’s impression on Kenta has now changed. “So… How about you? How are you and your father doing?” It was now her turn to ask. Yuuna could say that she and kenta weren’t really the best of friends but they were not enemies either so hopefully, Kenta wouldn't react negatively on her question.