#mihogoroshi

๑ - “I’m sorry, I’m sorry...” she whispered to the other girl less than a foot away from her, bowing her head to add to the sincerity of her apology for the inconvenience of her presence. Her back was pressed against the wall, hugging her legs to her chest as she sat next to the chalkboard.

The other girl had probably just come in the empty classroom to study in peace. She didn’t mean for anybody else to get involved in this in any way.

“But could you look outside the door for me...? There’s a boy with a blue streak in his hair that’s been following me around today...is he still looking for me? Please don’t tell him I’m here...”

“...Why do I sense a bad and evil aura from you.”

That was quite awkward way to introduced yourself. But when you’re a being with every inch of your emotions slowly draining away from you. Then it’s the best you can do. Life sucks when you’re in the vessel of an evil bastard that was the witch.