Selen walked in the classroom with a bandage on her arm, which the doctors told her explicitly to never scratch it or take it off, but it was so itchy godammit.
"I'm a big girl now, I'll bear with it." She mumbled to herself, absentmindedly tapping the bandage as she attempted to not scratch or tear the entire thing off.
"Tapping the itch would help theysaid." She grumbled, "It won't be itchy or anything they said." She scowled, only for her sulking to be interrupted as Puro entered the classroom, her eyes immediately focusing on the beige-haired girl whom was currently staring at her like she just saw a ghost, starting to walk towards her.
"Puro! Hi-"
"What are you doing here?" Puro gripped her by the shoulders and hissed, somewhat rattling the girl.
Selen couldn't believe her eyes. The kind and caring Puro, honor student, just hissed? At her?
"Puro, what-"
"Shut up." Puro growled, gripping her hand so tight it was borderline painful, and tugged her towards the door, slamming it shut from the gazes and stares of the dumbfounded students.
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"Puro- What the hell are you- mmff-" Selen was forcefully pushed against the rooftop wall, and the person in question was none other than her childhood bestie - Puro Rowan.
Puro glared at her in turn, not moving her hand from Selen's neck, gripping tight enough to hurt, but not enough to block her airflow. "That should be my question, Tsuki. What. In. The. Hell. were you doing in that classroom?"
'Geez, someone woke up on the wrong side of bed today?' Selen groaned internally.
"First of all, what the hell?! Second of all, why shouldn't I be in class?" She retorted.
Puro had stared at her like she grew another pair of eyes, opening and closing her mouth before sighing.
"Selen, what happened yesterday?"
About to confidently respond that absolutely nothing happened yesterday, Selen opened her mouth to reply before a pang of pain washed over her.
"Wha-"
Nausea overwhelmed her before she fell unconscious.
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She awoke in the hospital. Again.
But this time, she only heaved a sigh before yanking away the needle stuck in her arm, making the machine beep frantically.
Lying back on the uncomfortably soft sheets, she muttered something before closing her eyes again.
"Failed this time too huh.."
The next time she woke up, she had no memory of what happened of the past day, telling her parents with confusion that apparently, she had passed out at school? And that Puro had carried her over to the hospital.
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Puro stood at the edge of the building, staring down at the cityscape as her school uniforms' skirt billowed in the wind.
In her hand was a bloody watch, a bloody silver pocket watch, to be exact.
"..."
And burned on her skin-
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Three times, she failed three times.