Freak Friends

prologue

"Wait, Ishikawa!"

Mei calls from behind. It isn't something new for Hiroshi at all.

"Yes miss Rin? May I help you with anything?"

"Let's um.....go home together... You and me..pleasee?"

She gives him puppy eyes to gain permission.

Mei Rin , the 2nd most intellectual girl of grade 9. She herself also happens to be involved in sports activities such as cheerleading. And no, it isn't cliche because she participated in ballet from childhood. So, ofcourse she would join the club. She also possesses natural beauty. Pretty green eyes and average sized orange coloured hair. Refined cheeks and chin, button small nose and plump lips. Her favourite colour is white and cherry blossom although she maintains her wardrobe in light green and red.

"Don't you always ask the same thing?"

"Well, it isn't like we are dating. Wait, if you tell me not to ask that then that means I'm Your girlfriend now? Ishikawaaa wthh-"

" I never said that. It's just... You've been doing this since the first of the year and the year prior. So, might as well just come along and don't bother. "

Mei clenches her teeth in agony.

"If you say so prince charming!"

"For the last time I'm not your -"

"Prince charming!! "

Hiroshi shuts up and sighs. There's no point in fighting with her on which is right or wrong. It has been like this since last year.

Hiroshi Ishikawa, 3rd out of the entire 9th grade. He has a great record for playing games and winning. He likes football out of all of them. P.E. is a must section of physical studies in their school, Coast View Highschool. So, all of the students are urged to participate in atleast one sport. Multiple are optional. Hiroshi is tall in height. Although, he rarely shows emotions. It is there and he is not born without it but overtime he found only the most entertaining and the things that he truely admired to show emotions to. He believed that unnecessary things are not really worth being expressive to. He has friends.... Well, maybe a ton of them but he doesn't find anyone THAT interesting. He's favourite colour is beige. He keeps most of his attires in that colour. He has deep brown eyes and sliver blonde hair.

They walk out of the school front gate.

"I have plans today. I won't go home now. I think you can make it by yourself from here."

Hiroshi looks at Mei for consent.

"Ok! Then I'll join you too!"

"I don't prefer having company now."

"But-"

"Please, leave."

"Fine. See you tomorrow prince!"

Hiroshi rolls his eyes. He starts walking slowly at the opposite direction. It was late afternoon....the sun almost engulfed by darkness. Suddenly, a low sob was heard. As if the wind just brushed by. But there was no breeze, not one to make a sound like that atleast.

Someone's here.

Hiroshi thinks to himself before spotting a figure sitting in the bench beside the school ground field.

Wait,isn't that.........

He walks up closer. To his assumption, it was her. Veilin Shirayuki.

She is a mysterious girl. She is the 1st student in 9th grade. Although, she is not captain. She willingly gave away that status to Mei because of a certain reason she didn't include. Her favourite thing to do was listening to music. Even though she was a ace student, she had no social ability, nor a friend. She had beautiful black eyes and brown hair but......those eyes were torn apart. Her left eye had a scar on it, it was unknown what caused that as everyone feared her and avoived her. She was a part of the tennis team. She was the captain of the team because of raw talent. Her favourite colour is light green and cream and she keeps her fits in that colour mostly. Even though she is hated, she remained calm and kind for her entire life. Her emotions are hardly there. Ofcourse, who would make you laugh without a friend? Her fate wasn't beautiful as she was. But she always kept put together in her way for matters.

Hiroshi steps closer. Veilin raises her head. It was painfully obvious that she was crying her heart out. She looks at Hiroshi's direction. Veilin freezes for a moment and then quickly rubs her eyes and packs her belongings to get up.

"Wait!"

".............."

She stands stiff. Arms clenching on her bags hem...........is time about to take turns with this simple call to ponder?

A question with a long way to go.