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Is not that easy for her, Fuuka Yamagishi, to find the bright side of this situation. If you think about it, you don´t get shut in the gym every day.
As the night started to fall, so did the questions inside of Fuuka´s head. Was she scared of anything that people said to her? Always to shy to stand out of adversity, or even to walk away from problems. It always seemed that problems followed Fuuka, more than she wanted to avoid them. Today, it was worse than others day, her “classmates” (If she could call them that way) were always picking her. She was tired, really, not of the constant threat of being in school, not even the fact that her parents had the future planned for her: She was tired of this constant loneliness, the absence of friends to support her and her problems, but above all of that, to scream for help.
Sometimes the darkness feels good, being alone with your thoughts, but the problem here is that she´s not in her room, she´s not even in a room, she doesn´t even want to be there. The hours flied slowly, and by every minute, Fuuka felt more impotent, weak and useless. She´s been trying to sleep somewhere for the last two hours, but she simply couldn´t, she´s too scared to sleep. So, what can she do in a situation like this? ¨Alright Fuuka, let’s think on what you did to deserve this… Well, as said, you´re shy, are you ever gonna stand for yourself? You need to be braver, at least talk to the school teachers, you know Gekkoukan is a famous school, bad reputation could destroy it… wait, that´s the reason why you don´t say anything¨. Fuuka doesn´t really want to make people hurt, worried, or cause any kind of problem.
¨When am I going to be rescued?¨ Fuuka can´t stop the thoughts, the insecurity. Is somebody even missing her? Did someone notice that she´s missing? Say hello to insecurity. This only proved to Fuuka that she needs to change her way to be. Nothing in her life has been relevant or meaningful. What can she do to change? Because she doesn´t feel that worth, that valuable. Is there anything she can do? But at the end of the day, she knows that she won´t do anything.
Just as she started to think about all of that, the door suddenly opened. In front of it, was a blue haired boy, with a gun in his belt and an armband with the letters S.E.E.S. on it. He just stood there quietly, looking at her with his uncovered eye. Everything was silent for a second, while Fuuka thought on what to say, until the boy took his phone and asked her.
- Are you Fuuka Yamagishi?
- Y-Yes – Fuuka didn´t know what to think in that situation, a handsome guy just came to save her. Is this his prince in a shining armor?
- Well, I came here to find you and take you out of here, unless you actually like to sleep on gyms.
- O-Of course not!
- Good, then follow me – The blue-haired boy walked out the door, and Fuuka followed him.
Something about him was appealing, and Fuuka didn´t know what it was, she barely even knew him. Maybe is the way he walks, or just that he found her, and someone worried for her, that made her follow him with confidence. She was not scared anymore, someone saved her, and for now that would be enough… but there was a problem, she didn´t know his name.
- Ummm, can I ask for your name? – Fuuka said in her usual shy voice
- Of course, you can ask – Said the boy, obviously teasing her
- S-So… what´s your name?
The guy looked at her, and put on an almost faint smile, said:
- Makoto Yuki, 2-E, nice to meet you, Yamagishi
- Nice to meet you, Makoto-kun
They walked silently to the school gate after their introduction, there, 4 students were standing. Fuuka couldn´t recognize them at first, but then, she saw the face of the student council president, Mitsuru Kirijo, and the star of the boxing club, Akihiko Sanada. However, she didn´t know who the boy with the hat was, and the girl with a pink blazer.
Makoto made a sign with his hand, and then Mitsuru stepped forward, and he walked to the rest of the group.
- Yamagishi-san, I think we haven´t had the pleasure to introduce ourselves – Mitsuru´s voice was just as how it was on the first time she heard it, on the school meeting the first day of classes that year.
- Y-Yes, but I know you, you´re the president of the student council, Mitsuru Kirijo.
- I see – Mitsuru smiled – Well, Yamagishi-san, we´ll need to ask you some questions, but before that, I think you need a night to rest… please, come to the student council room next Monday after school, we´ll be waiting for you.
After that, Fuuka got escorted to her home, with obviously worried parents. Did she want to tell them the truth? No, that would only make them even more worried. So, for now, Fuuka won´t say anything to worry anyone, until Monday comes, and she could talk to Mitsuru, or, who knows, the blue haired boy.