Intro(short)
I turned around, blocking out the cries, it was only the first day of sophomore year and someone was already starting to become simply forgettable. Once the wound become a mere echo I turned around noting the men in blue dragging one of my class mates away for asking the history of our school. This has been a normal occurrence but each time it left me feeling empty and yearning for answers even more. I was standing in front of the lockers as other students too had watched what happened. All of us wearing the same expression. One of disappointment and terror.
“Asia?”
I heard my name being called but I diverted my attentionto the converse I was wearing that were slightly dirty from running to different classes across the school yard.
“Asia”
I heard my name being called more forcefully this time but being cut off by the loud chimming voice echoing the hallways. It was robotic, pre recorded as it is every time.
“Students of Founding 4, the occurrence has shocked you and therefore simply forget what was there, a toxixc part of your lives has been taken out allowing you to resume your peaceful lives. Thankyou and please, follow your schedule as normal.”
