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[center] [b][color=black]|[/color][/b] [color=#fe0095]𝖣𝖠𝖳𝖤[/color] [b][color=black]:[/color][/b] 9 APRIL 2018 [b][color=black]|[/color][/b] [color=#fe0095]𝖨𝖭𝖳𝖤𝖱𝖠𝖢𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭𝖲[/color] [b][color=black]:[/color][/b] UENO EMI-[i]WHO[/i]? [b][color=black]|[/color][/b] [color=#fe0095]𝖫𝖮𝖢𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭[/color] [b][color=black]:[/color][/b] HINOTORI HIGH [b][color=black]|[/color][/b] [/center]
[indent][indent][indent][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/9soJNZ3.png[/img][/center]Maki scrunched her toes in the [i]uwabaki[/i], allowing her anxiety to flow through them. She tried not to watch too intently at the front board as members of the student council filed in, along with Nakano. She wasn't trying to look pleased with herself as everyone’s feathers were ruffled. The president wiped it off quickly and went about her business—poised. Maki didn’t expect it to go any other way. [i]Honestly[/i], she’d hoped that there would be a scene, but she knew that there was more control in the third year than most. [color=#fe0095][i]Oh well.[/i][/color] It wasn’t as if this wouldn’t come back around to Maki. She knew better. She also didn’t give a fuck. This would be old news by the end of the day.

The day passed without much fanfare or circumstance. She spent it sitting alone at her desk, working off and on at assignments. Maki wasn’t an idiot. She was just a shitty student. Most of the time, though, she just drew in the margins of her notes. Fantastical sketches of a world far different than this one. Tall buildings, wreathed in inked darkness with a speckling of light from windows—akin to stars. This scene grew and grew until she started to draw the veins of the world underneath. No longer was it picturesque, beautiful buildings bleeding into a beautiful skyline, but instead became more rudimentary. The jagged lines pressed hard into the paper. They were sinister in both their intent and design. Maki had zoned out so much when she’d reached that part of the drawing she barely noticed others were filing out of the room. It was the end of the day. She capped her pen and got her things in order. Her toes bumped against the tips of her slippers once again. A jolt of panic shot right up her spine.

The beginning of the day seemed so far away. The opening ceremony had bled easily into her school day. Maki had only broken away for lunch. She had a hidden spot at the crook of a hall as it turned by the window. The lip was a little uneven and protruded out. Maki may not have noticed had she not decided to do a frame of reference drawing on the corner. After that, she became somewhat enamored with its small imperfection. So, she sat her lunch on that ledge and ate, watching the trees outside. Not to let anyone think that this was a peaceful moment, she wore her headphones. Her music screamed in her ears. It was her moment of solace and nothing more. Maki had even turned off her notifications.

It’d made her forget about her “date” after school. As Maki packed her things, she needed to find a way to handle that. She wasn't too keen on fleeing, as her reputation was already garbage, but she knew Funai wouldn’t be alone. She didn’t outright expect the other girl to beat the living shit out of her, but she knew whatever waited wasn’t going to be great. Maybe Maki could monopolize on that rumor of putting someone in the hospital? She had enough personality to pull it off. [color=#fe0095][i]Just continue to act fucking crazy, that might do it.[/i][/color]


Maki had made up her mind on the plan as her thoughts screeched to a halt. She’d been slow to leave, her planning like mud in the treads of her shoes. Maki was halfway through putting her headphones on when the voice interrupted the silence of the room. Ueno Emiha, if Maki guessed. She didn’t know much about her beyond what everyone else did. She was blind—see cane for reference—, and she was friends with the other student council members that were third years. [color=#fe0095][i]Was she also on the student council?[/i][/color] Maki narrowed her eyes in thought. [color=#fe0095][i]Why would Ueno ask me for help? [/i][/color] Her eyes narrowed further, becoming green slits against her dark eyeshadow.

[b][color=#fe0095]“Look, I don’t give a flying fuck where the student council room is, especially after these renovations. So, it’d just be the blind leading the blind—figuratively and then literally.”[/color][/b] She placed a hand on her hip. [b][color=#fe0095]“So, I think you can manage. How about I believe that you can get there on your own? Cheer you forward? [i]Goooo…[/i] Ueno.”[/color][/b] The inflection in her voice wasn’t at all uplifting.

[b][color=#fe0095]"Now if you'll excuse me,"[/color][/b] Maki said, trying to push past her.[/indent][/indent][/indent]
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