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The noise was deafening. Constant chatter and laughter filled the room along with cutlery and utensils clinking against each other, irritating my ears to the maximum.
I hated noise.
Silence is better. It lets me think.
The only sound I'd ever tolerate would be the sound of a ticking clock. It has rhythm. It's not random and it has a pattern. I could appreciate small things like that.
The fake green tree towered over me with an impending height, while obnoxiously bright lights dangling from string and wire here and there. Patterned ornaments hung on the ribbon wire of the tree, some with snowflake designs, Santa designs, all while a huge glowing star was settled at the top.
I held some candy canes in my hands to hang up on the tree, glistening deliciously in the room’s light, almost making my mouth water. That, I suppose, would only happen if my heart wasn’t (apparently) black and made of ice, so they say.
I looked around slightly, observing all the lights hanging on the walls that I had put up by myself earlier. It shone brightly with its variety of colours, despite the light already in the room.
Letting out a quiet sigh, I looked down at the candy canes in my hands, contemplating where to hang it on the tree.
By the way, I’m Akaashi Keiji. I’m your typical quiet guy. Loner. Ice king too, I guess.
You’re about to hear my... unusual ‘Christmas’ story. ‘Unusual’ is describing the situation at the bare minimum. I don't even know how this kind of thing happens to someone, let alone me.
I am unsure whether I should consider myself lucky, or hopelessly lost and confused in this situation.
So buckle up, motherfuckers. You’re in for a ride.