It was perfect - Part 1

"I'm sorry, the only one who had blond curls like those before you came around was James, and usually he takes this path as well."

I shrugged and said

"Just please do not restart that ever again. I was feeling like I almost fell apart."

She giggled.

We spent the next ten minutes or so talking about the city, the school, people in there, etc.

Then we got to the school.

"Well, it was nice talking to you! I'm Leia, from class 2-B! I hope we can see each other again!"

And she ran off.

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End of the first day of school. It was rather nice.

I pack my things and get out of the classroom. As I step outside I hear Leia's voice.

"Zander! ZANDER!!"

What? I don't remember telling her neither my name nor my class? ...Oh well, I probably did and forgot about it.

"I thought you might get lost again, want me to come with you?"

"No, it's fine, if I get lost again I'll...uh, ask around!"

She laughs. She looks so innocent...

"Come on, tell me where you live so you can get back before your parents start worrying."

"A-actually, I live alone."

"Even more of a reason to be able to take care of yourself!"

And she dragged me by my arm.

"Tell me where you live, now!"

***

"Um...Leia, how did you know my name and which class I was in?"

"Eh? I didn't know you were in that class, I just happened to be there at that time."

"But what about my na-"

"Oh look! The new bakery finally opened! Come on, let's go take a look, Zander!"

And she dragged me inside.

"Woaaaah~! It smells so good! Doesn't it, Zander? Uwaaa! Those look so tasty!"

Really like a little kid. Without worries, without hate. Looking at her look at the pastries while making that cute face, I feel like all my fears of "living alone now", "moved to a new place", "new school" vanished. Maybe it'll just last a few minutes, but her innocence makes me think that there's nothing to worry about in such a place...

I wonder if that girl has a boyfriend.

It was perfect - prologue

Flowers. More flowers. Endless fields. So beautiful...I don't want to leave yet...

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

Ugh... Sometimes I just want to break this alarm clock into pieces and make a fire with it. Geez.

I turn it off and smash it on the ground. I don't want to get up. I think I'll just call in sick.

I shrug and chase that thought away. What am I talking about, it's the beginning of a new school year, at a new school! Nothing to do with that joke of a school where I was last year!

I jump out of my bed and...run right into a box. Ouch. I totally forgot about those. I just moved last week, and since I'm living alone now, I didn't see the need to unpack so quickly.

I got dressed, grabbed myself something to eat and left. This school has an uniform. And a private-school type. I feel proud wearing it.

I've been walking for a few minutes until I realized... I have no idea how to get there. I guess I'll just have to ask around...

"James! JAMES!!" a girl's voice called out. As I turn around to look, someone pushes me so hard that I nearly fell over.

"Ja~mes, that'll teach you for doing it to me everytime!"

James? Who's that? And why did she push me and not her "James"?

I look behind me. We're from the same school. Another reason I love uniforms.

"Um...excuse me" I started.

She looks at me and nearly jumped out of her skin.

Selfless devotion: forever united

He never noticed her.
She never talked to him.

He liked to play sports.
She liked to watch him play.

He was laughing.
She was smiling.

He didn't know.
She didn't know.

He collapsed.
She screamed.

He was in the hospital.
She followed.

He was ill.
She was worried.

He needed help.
She had a beating heart.

He was unconscious.
She was crying.

He was suffering.
She wanted to help.

He was dying.
She was bleeding.

He was saved.
She was dead.

He was alive.
She was smiling.

He believed in a miracle.
She wrote him a note.

He was crying.
She had a beating heart.

He was forever united with her.
She was forever united with him.


...

"THIS ONE IS PROBABLY NOT AS GOOD AS YOUR OWN, BUT PLEASE,

KEEP DOING WHAT YOU LIKE, I LIKE SEEING YOU SMILE.

YOUR SMILE WILL FOREVER BE HERE TO WARM UP MY HEART"

...

He needed a heart transplant.

They couldn't do it right now.

He needed to be saved as fast as possible.
She offered her heart.

They refused.

They said they will not take it from a living person.

He didn't have much longer left.
She nervously grabbed the closest sharp object.

He knew nothing of it.
She whispered her last words, "can you now?"

Logic, deduction and memories.

It keeps coming back.
Logic and psychology makes one nearly see the future.
She's not psychic. She's no magician.

Memories sometimes come in two parts.
First part might be painful.
Second is expected to be worse.

But never try to stop it from happening.

You won't stop it from happening.
You'll only feel guilty.

It probably won't be as bad as you think.

Memories are parted as pain and pleasure.

Look for one, the other will come to you.

Crow

The crow is the bird of unluck.
Does it bring unluck, or is it barely a messenger?

The crow is right there, on your roof, repeatedly saying the word "sorry".
What does it know?
What does it bring?
It's staring directly into your soul.
What does it know about you?
What will it do to you?

What is hidden under this avian's body?
Does it know you?
Do you know it?

The crow is following every single of your moves with its sad eyes.
What does it want to tell you?

It seems to be excusing itself, just as if it was the cause of all your unluck...
It seems to be excusing itself, just as if it knew all your unluck, but didn't warn you about it...

Human-skulled

These creatures are being seen more and more these days.

Wild animals (anything from squirrels to polar bears to monkeys to deer to you-name-it) with a human skull as a head. The neck is still bleeding, most of the times. For some reason, they still can run around without bumping into anything. When they see a human, they stare at them. If the person moves, its "head" follows their moves. If they try to scare it away, it stays.

They are mostly being spotted at night, alone. They usually keep a 2-5 meters' distance from human beings.

Their origins are unknown. But from the fact that they are usually found near newly-cut forests, it is guessed that they're animals that died when the trees were cut down.

Currently there are no cases of those creatures hurting human beings.

A Christmas tale

It's a story by a little girl from not-so-long ago...Shall I tell it, shall I? Yes, I shall...

It's Christmas tomorrow.

I want him to finally notice me today. I will go see him, with the Christmas gift I prepared him. I'm pretty sure he will love it!

I don't think he ever noticed my presence. But that's ok, as long as I can do something to make him happy!

I know he is a very busy person, I'm not even sure if he is home right now... But I'm still going, even if he wasn't there, I can always leave him the gift, together with a little note that wishes him a Merry Christmas, right?

I walk, step after step, while listening to the thin layer of ice cracking under each of my steps. I always loved the snow. It's beautiful, cold, and can hide all the ugliest things of this world under a layer of the purest white.

I arrived in front of his house. I'm suddenly hesitating...
I want to tell him "Merry Christmas"...And probably everything else I have to tell him, too. My heart is pounding so hard in my chest it hurts! I try to calm myself down by taking a few big breaths, but I just end up hyperventilating.

I knock on the door. No answer. I push the door... Oh look, it's not well locked! In the time of a heartbeat, I'm inside his house, my heart's racing at full speed. I look around. There's a mirror on the wall. I quickly turn around. I don't want to see myself. Too late. I'm given a cold welcome by my messy brown hair and my eyes that's a mix between blue and red that can't be called purple. Oh well, I always looked mediocre, not like him. It's a miracle that he doesn't hate me yet.

Agh, just get over it. No time to "admire" myself now. I peek into a room. He's sleeping. He looks even better than what I remembered! Hey...I want to stay here forever...alone with him...

But I can't! I'm still busy! I walk beside his bed, and I put his present there. He moves a bit and says a little "hmmm" sound. Oops! I hope I didn't wake him up! I hide under his bed and stop moving. When I made sure that he's asleep again I crawl out. I decide to leave him a little note. I look for a pen, but can't find one. Suddenly my foot nearly slips in something. Hmm... Gosh, he can be so carefree sometimes! It looks like paint. I can't tell for sure, the lighting in this room isn't very good, but I'm sure this thing can be used to write a note. I don't feel like getting my fingers full of paint, so I look for something to use to write it... Oh, true that, there's something in the gift I prepared him that I can use... I'm sure he won't mind, I'll wash it off afterwards. I write down "Merry Christmas", and a little message. Kinda short, but I chose my words well. I then proceed to wash off the paint from the gift, and from the floor.

Then I leave. I ran as fast as I can. I don't want to be seen at his place. Especially not right now.

...What is wrong with me? I have trouble seeing colors now...the color of the sky, of my hands changed, the color of my black coat doesn't seem the same black anymore...

I'm scared...help me...I slowly lost consciousness...

When I wake up, the sun's already setting down. I barely made a few steps that two policemen come by.

After hearing what they said, I was completely shocked.


"He" was killed during the night. Apparantly somebody broke the door's lock, stabbed him with a knife in his sleep, wrote "Merry Christmas," and a few unreadable words on his wall with his blood, probably written on with a knife, and some early neighbours have seen a young brown-haired girl with blood on her black coat run out of his house!

So they just had to follow the bloody traces the suspect left behind her.

I looked down at my coat and shoes. No...It can't be...I couldn't have been the one who killed him...I have no reason to do that...

I LOVE HIM!!

"IT'S A MISUNDERSTANDING!!" I screamed and tried to run away.
Too late. They already caught me...