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meesushi
All these people are unrecognizable, As the sound of their laughter fills the room. Some interact with their friends, Some are busy scribbling through their notes. Unfamiliar place, unfamiliar faces, as I entered inside the classroom The eyes of the students locked onto me. I picked up a single chair from the back of the room, Sat down in silence, Looking around while I heard the drums inside me, Beating uncontrollably. In surprise, it stopped. How? How did it just stop? I thought to myself. Questions began to lingered in my mind, nonstop. Abruptly, I turned my head behind. And met someone's eyes- A black-masked boy, sitting there with that black mask of his. Oh boy, how is it that you can look at me With that look of yours? That's when I just sat there Looking straight into his dark brown eyes. Feeling my heart beat out like crazy. Confused, he tilted his head, As if he'd done nothing wrong to me. A voice then interrupted from the front of the room, Breaking this precious moment. But in surprise, neither of us turned around to face the teacher, Nor did we took our eyes off from each other. And then I smiled-soft, hesitant. As his mask curved faintly, hinting his smile A faint curve beneath the black mask. Our eyes lingered for a moment more, Before finally drifting away, Each carrying a quiet warmth we didn’t understand.
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Jan 29
Jan 29, 2026 at 5:37 PM UTC
How that Black-Masked Boy made me calm.