6 June XX24, 7:00 am
Krriinngg!
My alarm went off and woke up. I shut it off as I rubbed my eyes. Picked up my phone and looked around my room.
My room is a four-by-five-meter room. Plain white walls and white tiles. But these walls are full of anime posters to make it more alive, I'm an anime fan by the way.
A single bed beside a sliding-window of a meter high. On the upside-right side beside the bed is my brown study table. Books on the side, school supplies in the upper drawer and files in the lower drawer.
Across the bed was my shoe-shelf and my closet. There beside it is the door with a painted Hatsune[1] , painted by myself.
I went of my room and head downstairs, blue towel over my shoulders. I greeted my parents "good morning" as I sat down to eat. Breakfast is so delicious that I need a moment with it and lost track of time.
Finished, I hurriedly went to the bathroom and take a bath. Up to my room to wear comfortable clothes and I faced the full-body mirror to examine my self.
Water dripping from my black hair down to my hips. Dark brown eyes, just-right nose and light red lips. I am wearing plain fitted black shirt, stretchable jeans and white rubber shoes.
I didn't wear uniform because we are having a practice for the up-coming Meet, it is a yearly event where students from different schools competes in their certain event/sport. My event is Dancesport so I have to always wear comfortable clothes.
After combing my hair, I picked up my bag containing a bottle of water, comb, hair tie and my valuable things. Then went to school.
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Vulcula National High School
Gymnasium
8:15 am
I parked my bicycle and ran to the gymnasium, quietly since classes has begun. When I arrived, music is playing and they are already practicing. Gladly Mr. Lee, our coach, is no where to be seen.
I happily approach my partner sitting in the bench since I am late. Then my hair stood up when someone called my name.
"Yuna, fifteen minutes late. Again" I turn around and Mr. Lee is already in front of me. A foot taller than me, wavy dark hair, thin eyebrows, sharp yet soft eyes, tan skin yet a muscular dancer.
I tensed up and did not dare to look in his eyes. "At least your earlier than yesterday or before that. Better improve that oversleeping of yours. Thank your partner for having such patience and kindness".
"Yes sir" I responded.
Everyone looked at me and chuckled then continued dancing. No offense taken so it's alright and I'm used to get scolded though.
"Shall we?" Rei, my partner, as he extended his left hand. I accepted his offer and practiced.
Rei Acacia is a year older than me, 16 and we're on the same class, 4-A. We've been participating in dancesports since we were 6, and we're always been a pair.
Rei has a dark brown hair, always pulled up, and clear brown eyes. Pointy nose and thin lips. A few inches taller than me.
Even he has a sturdy body, just right for a dancer, he is kind, patient, and observant. Rei is mostly silent but when he talks, his words are serious, straight-to-the-point rarely joke around.
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After dancing, we both head to our bench. Drink water, towel our sweats and rest for a bit. Some of our co-dancers are still dancing since they took a rest earlier.
"I'm gonna go buy some snack, you want anything?" I asked Rei.
"No, I have mine already", as he showed to me his home-made sandwich. I nodded and walked to the canteen.
"Wait. I'll go with you". A recognizable voice called out. I stopped but didn't look back. I waited her to be on my side.
She held my right shoulder and walked again. I look at her and she's still wiping her sweat.
Freya Nightshade, same age as me but from different class. She is my best friend since she joined the team. Frey was so shy and rarely talks but communication is very important especially in dancing in pairs.
And I was kinda related to what that feels so I approached her. It was hard for her at first and gladly she improved. She has a sweet timid voice but has a sharp tongue. Better be careful speaking in front of her.
Frey has a shoulder-leveled black hair with caramel highlights. Dark green eyes and rosy lips. Her eyes and body what stands the most in her, physically. She has model-figured body. They even mistaken her as a fashion-model but no, she isn't.
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Canteen
10:03 am
Frey and I entered the canteen. Everything is full, almost. The lines and the tables on the left side are full of students, all wore our school uniform.
For girls, red three-fourths cotton jacket over a white blouse with a red bow tie. Red skirts just an inch above the knee.
For boys, also a three-fourths cotton jacket over a white blouse with a necktie hanging down and black trousers.
Fortunately, the school reserved the right side for us, players competing in the meet, for not to bust ourselves in the lines. On the right side, most of the players wear jersey uniform.
Red shirt with white stripe around the collar and shoulders. In front, the capitals of our school is written, "VNHS" and under the letters is the logo of our school, a little fox head with torch in its mouth. At the back of the shirt is printed with the last name of the player and a number. Some have numbers only. And below, it is either a shorts or a jogging pants, red in color and white vertical stripe on the sides.
Still, some are like us just wearing comfortable clothes.
We went to the not-too-long line and bought snacks as it was our turn. I only bought a carton of milk while Frey bought a vegetable salad.
"So how are the dances your gonna dance? What were those again?", I asked, to create a little talk as we head back to the gym.
"We are gonna dance Chachacha and Rumba. Just gonna polish our execution and mostly on the routines. You?".
"Tango, Waltz and Quickstep. We have finished polishing tango and waltz but still working on quickstep."
"That's... ", I didn't hear what she said, no, I was not able to hear her when fear overwhelmed me. I smell death but this is different from what I have experienced before. The smell is too thick, too strong. It is directed at me? at us? A massive death?
I tremble as I tought of it. My ears are ringing and I am frozen on my spot and wasn't able to move. I keep telling myself to calm down and find out to whom it is directed.
"Hey... y... okay? It seems like you have seen a ghost". Thanks to Frey shaking me up, I was able to regain my composure but the feeling is still there.
To avoid this "tragedy", I grabbed her hand and ran to the others. "Hey, what's going on?" Frey asked.
"No time to explain just follow what I say!" I strongly said. When we arrived to the others, all of their eyes are on me. They must heard me shout and my face tells them that it is a very serious matter. I look at them one by one to determine who it is directed but as usual I can't specify who.
"What's happening?" Roanna curiously asked to me. A higher year-level, the one who manages our practices if Mr. Lee is not around.
My heart was beating fast and am panting. It is not that I am tired from running but the pressure I feel, since it's just getting too strong.
I look around us and felt that 'that' feeling spread out and was focused on the whole gymnasium.
There is a possibility that the whole gymnasium is the cause of death but how? I hope my theory is right but no time to wait and test it. My instinct even tells that I am right so I just have to trust that feeling.
They have been saying something for a while but I did not understand what they are saying. Adrenaline course through my body and acted.
"Everyone, please just listen! No questions also I'll explain later. We have to get out of here! Now!", I commanded as I picked up my belongings.
They still haven't take in what I said since they haven't move and still looking at me curiously.
"Move! Now! " I shouted since the focus I felt earlier turned into black. It was directed at the roof but the black spots are the beams.
Beams? They are gonna fall down and that will be the death of one of us. Or possibly most of us. We have to act faster before the 'event' happens.
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[1] Hatsune Miku - a famous vocaloid, singing voice synthesizer. Voice modeled by Saki Fujita.