My
name's Kira, a high school boy with great fantasy in mind. nothing
particular about myself but when i start spacing out i also start a
new imagination or i continue my last imagination. This is where the
Adventure START...
A day
with pleasant light coming from the sun, hot temperature coming from
the sun, and a good morning from the sun. I came to school as usually
today in the morning where nobody has come yet. I usually cleaned the
class before anyone came because I didn't want anyone saw me cleaning
and I didn't want anyone saw the class dirty. Did you know the reason
why I don't want anyone saw me cleaning? Because I think anybody will
think that I am a cleaning service just because I make the whole
class blink.
Back to the story, but, it changed this morning, someone
saw me mopping the cream-colored ceramic floor. A girl who I never
seen before. I knew all of the students in this school in face,
although I didn't know some of them's name. A white skin girl with
black long hair, not too short and not too tall, also she covered her
right hand with long sleeve with glove while her left hand in short
sleeve without glove. After Thinking a while, i thinked it's better
to let it go this one time because maybe she was a transfer student
so maybe she had no friend yet.
So I
continued mopping, after a moment I finished cleaning, the school was
still "short in soul" I mean nobody has come yet. But, I
recognized then that the Patched-eye girl was still in front of my
class and looks confused. Then, I came to her and asked "Need
something?" with cool tone. She stopped and stay silent. I asked
again "Are you a transfer student? Maybe I can help you with
something." I said. She remain silent. Then I went back into the
class but, before I went back into the class she grab my short sleeve
and said "Don't leave me alone..." she said. After hearing
her word I think she never had a friend, I responded her "Okay,
so can I help you?" I said. "I'm searching for my class...
is this 2-B?" she said. "So, I guess we're classmate here."
I said. "My name's Kira, what about yours?". “Shima...”
she said. Hearing her sentences and her style I think she is a lonely
and a shy person. Then we sat next to each other in the back of the
class. Then, more and more students had come to school.
About
half an hour after I sat with Shima the bell rang. All of the
students went inside the class, the first thing to do in the class is
introduction of Shima the transfer student when she introduced
herself the sky was suddenly turned dark, Heavy rain occurred, and
Thunder zapped as it lives, or it was just a coincidence.
Then
she finished introducing herself the class was so noisy, whispers
everywhere like they were covered in fear. Shima sat, and I asked
“Are you okay? It looks like you're in pain.” I sympathize.
“I'm... o-okay.” she responded. Shima was like covered in fear
too. “What the hell is going on here!?” I shouted in my heart. It
really was terrifying, then I think it's just my imagination then I
saw out of the window something like demon in my books were flying
out there, at first glance I think it's just my imagination but no
more... The class was attacked by an Itsumade (Birdlike demon with
human skull as its head), with just one body and a slam, it break all
the windows in the class then all of the students ran out of class. I
grab Shima's left hand and left “Let's get out of here!” I said,
Shima just nod her head. Then we ran, as I saw all of the class was
attacked, the school was a ruckus. Then we decided to hide in the Gym
storage, when we ran towards the gym storage Shima tripped, and hurt
her ankle. “Are you okay, Shima?” I asked, “My ankle...
hurt...” she said. When Shima was still sat on the ground an
itsumade flew toward us I protect her with my back, as a payment I
can't stand because my back hurt too much, “Run Shima!” I
shouted. “I won't run... I'll protect Kira!” She said then she
stood, took her glove off, and rolled her long sleeve. I saw an
abnormal right hand in her right side. Then she said “This is where
it starts....”.
Chapter one, ENDS

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