αкαι нιɢυяαsнι
"No tragedy, no poetry..."
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Akai pulled out a rose from the ground, crushing it in her hand. Beauty is a curse, she yelled to herself. Indeed, Akai believed beauty was a curse. It caused her pain and suffering, all because of beauty. Yes, she knew she was beautiful. Boys would always stare at her, try to get close to her, and much more. Girls would do the opposite. They would glare at her, and try to hurt her. Many girls envied Akai's beauty, making her school life miserable. Beauty was how she got to this world...
Ever since Akai turned 13, her life became a disaster. She was followed by boys, and envied by girls. Some girls looked up to her, because of her dazzling personality. Until, one day... A rumor ruined it all... Akai was walking around the school, smiling, walking with her so-called 'friends'. They were heading to soccer practice, and Akai was the captain. What she didn't know, was that many girls were going to be there. A rumor had gone around, Akai was made captain because she seduced the coach. She did nothing of the sort, but nobody believed her. Akai found out about the rumor, and chose to forget about it. Eventually everyone would forget about, right? She was very wrong...
Akai let go of the crushed rose in her hands, the wind blowing it away. The past was painful to remember, and she didn't want to think about it. Not now... Not ever... Akai curled up into a ball, putting her head on her knees. "No matter how hard I try..." Akai muttered to herself, trying to hold back tears. "The past can never be forgotten..." A tear escaped her eyes, and more began streaming down her cheek.
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"Just staring at the sky..."
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