The train whooshed by, leaving only a vast expanse of azure sky before me.
Little White Dot, once distant, now approached, a flock of pigeons cooing as they sliced through the sky.
Immediately after, the azure turned to black night.
A deep voiceover began, "Have you seen the light in the night? What color is it?"
A cacophony erupted.
A delicate, blurry figure of a girl appeared in the frame.
Her shoulders slumped.
Her steps slow.
Even from just a back view, the girl was enveloped in endless sorrow and distress.
The sound of glass shattering.
Faint laughter in the background.
The noise of something heavy plunging into water.
And the subdued stifled sound of crying.
"Being good at studies is a big deal? So I copied your homework, so what, go on, tell on me, I dare you."
Slaps and kicks sounded out, followed by the rustling of papers being torn to shreds.
"Same school uniform, but why does it look like it has curves only when you wear it, you altered it, didn't you?"
