<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/rtjTRKO.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Akiyama Amaya<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Akiyama's dorm room<br/><strong>With:</strong>Megumi Shika<br/><strong>Time:</strong>First day of School; Night Time<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Sorry, I, uh, meant tomorrow, or some other day"</strong>Amaya elaborated.<strong>"I figured you probably wouldn't want to look around any more today, I meant some other day"</strong>She explained, thinking about it. It probably wouldn't happen, she figured that by the time Megumi would feel ready to have a look around, her mental image of the room would already be so good she didn't feel a need to see it.<br/><br/><strong>"I have it for myself, yeah"</strong>Amaya replied gently, starting to stand up.<strong>"They said it was merely because the number of girls making use of the dorms was odd, but I have my doubts to be honest. Since you mentioned things you weren't meant to see, I'm assuming you were referring to the pill-bottles in the bathroom?"</strong>Amaya didn't bother waiting for an answer.<strong>"They think I'm suicidal and on the verge of a mental breakdown, guess their galleon figure was only relevant for so long and now they just want to avoid a catastrophe, for all I know, they could think I'm just fine but just want to be on the safe side"</strong>She said with a sigh.<br/><br/><strong>"Sorry, a bit heavy maybe? I'm probably just overthinking it, I shouldn't push it on to you. It's just... When things are too good to be true, it's typically because they're not. It's easy to go around all happy go lucky thinking that the world is a better place now, while in reality, the many of those "saved" from it all just don't know what to do with it all, I guess that includes myself. It's hard to go back to a society that used to shun you thinking nothing of it. I guess I'm kind of lucky in that regard, I have decent control over my powers and they don't visualize like those of many others, many aren't quite that lucky. And yet, I have moments when I think that it would have been best if things just stayed the way they were, as selfish as it sounds. Because I can't think of anything sadder in life than not having a direction you want to go. At least before, I used to have ideas of what I wanted to do, now, all I do is to distract myself"</strong>She said with a small, half-hearted laugh.<strong>"Though, I guess that's just life, distracting yourself from the fears of the unknown, but no amount of alcohol, money, sex, love, or joy can truly hide over it as well as motivation can"</strong><br/><br/>What was that feeling that was crossing her cheek. The mild moisture, the modest taste of salt touching the tip of her lip before tracing down to her chin and dropping down on her chest.<br/><br/><strong>"Sorry, again, I'm forcing you to listen to my rambling, I'm going to get some air"</strong>And with that, she stepped over to the balcony door, opened it, quickly closing it after herself and drying the corner of her eye with her palm, biting her lip till the thick taste of blood coated her tongue.<br/><br/>It was cold. Despite being an April night, the winds didn't shy from the cold breeze coming from the sea. It left her skin feeling prickly, feet were shifting uncomfortably on the concrete flooring, nipples were poking into the thin material of her top. Her underarms felt sore already from leaning against the rough material of the balcony railing.<br/><br/><em>"I'm sure I scared her off... How dumb can you get, it's not like she's in a position to feel much else. If anything, it just made me seem like a whiny little kid... Though, perhaps I'm no better than that, not like this at least..."</em><br/><br/>She had a brief look down. A fall of several stories. Every time she closed her eyelids, the image reappeared with dashes of red. But ultimately, it sickened more than tempted. She pushed back from the railing, looking up at the sky instead. Not a cloud to be seen, just dim yellow dots.<br/><br/><em>"I wonder what she thinks of me by now... I guess I'll find out whenever I go back inside... Not that I really want to"</em>