The soft pale hands plucked a single pink camellia from a field full of kin. her sparkly black heels thumped with every step as she made her way into a building with the the white marble tiles. they complimented her shoes beautifully. the mysterious woman wore a white pearl anklet on her left ankle.
She places the beautiful pink flower in a vase full of wiltered camellia flowers. the vase pervaded irregular pieces of broken mirror scattered along the eccentric shaped object. in a single moment passing, the soft bright red blood stained the petals. the soft trickle is interrupted when the loud sound of pearls scattered the tiles. the pearls rolled to a stop along the tiles, near the womans foot. the emphatic noise transpires into a deadly silence. tranquility.
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day 7 monday
the distant chatter floods the room but isolated the very back of the classroom where Lune sits. She continually taps her pencil on the desk, filled with boredom. Her messy long black hair swifly slides onto her desk as she buried her face in her arms. She looks up at the charismatic students scattered along the classroom. some were standing, hovering their desk and some were sitting and eating. It was lunch time and everyone usually spent it outside but today, it was raining. Everyone ignored the girl as she finally got up from her seat. She watched them for a second before finally making her way out of the expansive classroom. after closing the door she stands in the hallway for a moment. she looks around as if confused for a moment before turning right, to the fartherest corner and into the girls restroom. She inspects the room. No one was there. No one but her. She liked it that way. Alone. She looked in the mirror. Her soft brown eyes reflected back at her. she scoffed at the mirror, at herself. She hated her appearance. Sometimes she wished she could feel beautiful. But she felt tentative. She turned on the sink infront of the mirror. the sound of the water rippled as she watched it fall. she sighed and let it trickle and halt. Lune turned around to the closest wall and rolled down the side of the wall then onto the floor. she grabbed her phone and started to place her head phones in. she held it hesitantly as she heard the footsteps and soft laughter of girls entering the bathroom.

lune ubruptly stood up. the three girls in sync glanced at the girl sitting on the ground. they paused there awkwardly for a moment. they were each pretty and based on their self assured energy, almost obnoxiously seeping out of them, they wouldn't understand lune. eventually, after examining lune, the girl on the left darkly smirked before the other too followed after her expression "hey, um.. remind me?" indicating her name. lune scans the three girls. the girl on the right wore a ponytail. her hair was brown and flowy. she had brown eyes just like lune.

the girl in the middle had blond short hair. her eyes were blue.

the girl speaking had long black hair just like lune but her bangs were cut differently. her grey eyes met with lunes.

she makes her way to the girl. Lune swallowed nervously before responding "i am lune." she finally stands up nervous. soon, all three girls cornered her "ohhh yeaa. " she said sarcastically, pressing the tip of her finger at lunes nose "lune." her brows furrowed but her smirk was frozen. lune quickly turns her head to escape the girls touch. lune wasn't pleased by physical contact. the girls hand fell back to her sides of her grey uniform skirt. "you dont talk very much do you? do you know who i am?" the girl says as her friends softly giggle behind her. lune didn't respond. "im mayumi, this is hanae and juri" she opened her palm to introduce her friends. Hana had the short blond hair and juri had the brown ponytail. lune still remained silent . the girl tilted her head, fully changing her façade expression to look curious "you're weird" mayumi states innocently. "i mean .. you're a new student and still haven't personally introduced yourself to me. how rude" mayumi pushed lune. They were right. Lune transferred a week ago and hasnt spoken a word to any of her classmates. This is her sixth day from transferring. lune stepped back before regaining her balance. "yea" juri rejoiced before pushing her next " seems like she doesn't like us" lune and juri locked eyes intensely until hanae steps in and aggressively pulls lunes hair. lune stares at the ground as she struggled to loosen hanae's grip "omg, you have really long hair. if you combed it, it would look reaalllyy pretty. you could even go blond like me" she snickers. she lets go and lune stumbles against the wall. "hey," juri chirps. she steps on lunes foot. lune let out a soft whimper as juri digs her shoe into lunes foot "maybe we could be friends? hm?" the three girls stare at lune, waiting for her response. obviously, they didn't want to be her friends. they found that messing with lune was entertaining. impatiently, mayumi insinuates "fine." She menacingly analyzed lune from head to toe before speaking again. her eyes meet with the phone that lune still has gripped into her palm. "what kind of music do you listen to anyways" she questions. "i.. " lune muttered. mayumi snatched lunes phone before hearing an answer. the device was still opened to lunes music. She scrolls through lunes playlist for a few seconds before throwing the phone onto the bathroom floor. lunes eyes widened as she quickly falls to the ground, attempting to retrieve her phone. mayumi steps on the phone "you have terrible taste." lune stares at mayumi's shoes that were destroying her phone. "please ..please stop." lune looks up at at mayumi, still crouching. "oh my goddd." mayumi squealed. "she's looking up my skirt! she is such a perv!" the other two girls dramatically gasp as they pretend as if lune had actually did that. lune, frustrated, stands back up. "maybe she's lesbian." juri sneered. "lune." ...she ignored her .."lune!" hanae calls. "which one of us is the prettiest?" " yea." juri laughed "i bet she wants me" "no me" they all bickered back and forth. as the girls are distracted, lune picked up her phone. as lune tried to escape, mayumi tightly squeezed lunes wrist. she stares at lune with fire in her eyes before finally softening her gaze. "hey?.. you're more fun than you seem. maybe we could talk again sometime soon" she strengthens her grip around lunes small wrist. lune looks down to avoid their jeering glare.

finally, she fully lets go and lune takes it as her moment to escape the cruel girls. their haunting laugh grew distant as lune walked further and further away, her expression as if nothing had happened.

lune walked into the gym downstairs. another class was already in there but no one noticed her. she snuck into the equipment room. a white noise filled the room for a few moments.lunes pale face filled with fluster. her tears weld up and stung. she fought the tears until they finally escaped from her like rain. she faced the wall and began to bang the wall repeatedly before her legs gave in. she turned around and once again, slid down the wall in pain. she weakly picked up her phone. the screen was cracked and broken glass fell from it. she didn't even bother to dust the glass away. once she turned it on the screen glitched but she could still barely see the playlist that she was previously on. she put in both her headphones and turned the volume to max. the distinct sound of rock music could be heard at the door as lune softly weeped and weeped.