Be perfect. Smile. Pretend. Those were the only words one needed to hear to remain in society. When perfection and status is everything, what happens if you yourself was different, defective.
I only wrote this short story out of boredom so please do...
There was a loud honking sound as I felt something push me. My head hit against the concrete from the impact. I could feel a small bruise form on my forehead, a minor injury. Wait... who pushed me?! On my left was a taller boy with chocolate brown hair and lime green eyes, So he pushed me out of the way—
"Are you alright?" I only nod in thanks since he probably doesn't know sign language. I take out my notebook and write the same question back. At first he was confused but he didn't question it and offered a hand. I gratefully took it, I didn't realize until I touched it but his hand felt weird. Almost as if it wasn't human— it was cold and hard, yet smooth and looked realistic. I must be going insane. But that would mean he's flawed. Is he like me? For a few seconds all I could do was stare as I felt his right hand.
"I'm Nathan Davis, what's your name?" The green eyed boy asked. Hm, that name sounds familiar... I blinked back to the real world as I nodded and wrote in my notebook once more. 'Haru Takashi.' My sapphire orbs watched as his lime ones glazed over the page of my notebook. Drip. The sky turned a vague grey as gentle pellets of water fell. I took one last good look at him. He wore a grey formal uniform, which was now dirty thanks to me, with a blazing red tie. His chocolate brown hair was now damp and almost glued to his defined face framing it like a perfect picture frame. His startling, bright lime green somehow glowed in the somber atmosphere. I felt my face burn up a little, I hope I don't get a cold. Ending my thoughts I smiled as I waved and left, I had to get home before my parents got worried. But maybe today wasn't that bad.
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"Good morning class!" We had Mrs. Takeda first thing in the morning today. The class chimed in response as I gave the usually curt nod. "Today we have a new transfer from YorkNew. You may come in." My eyes widened as a familiar brunette entered the class.
"Ohayo everyone!"
—————————————————————————————————————————————— Hello! This is the author and I apologize for the wat, though I doubt anyone still wants to read this after like 4 months. So I did write this story quite awhile back and I am realizing how cliche this legit sounds now. :P Anywayyyyyyyssssssssss, for those who still have some hope or somehow found interest in this book thank you but it probably won't be updated for another while. Sorryyyyyyy but here have a meme even though it won't change much.
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