Ana stared off to space.
Rachel was busy with her phone.
Sara went somewhere.
And she really wanted to see Sebastiano.
It was unbearable.
But he probably went home.
Ana sighed.
Maybe it was for the best.
That's when she saw him.
He was right Infront of the gate.
She quickly slipped there, as if she always was there.
And acted as if she only just noticed him.
And as he stared at her she only said,
"You sang great again today"
He said "thank you" but looked a little as if...
He was annoyed.
Did she annoy him?
No way.
Oh no.
No no no no.
Ana sighed.
Another rejection this year.
She followed Rachel home.
Talking to her mum after coming home and following her daily routine.
Doing nothing.
And eventually going to sleep.
Or rather, trying to sleep.
As everytime sleep touched her, Sebastiano's awfully beautiful high note rang in her ears.
To the point she realised she actually can't sleep.
She really fell head over heels for a damn junior kid .
Over whom probably half of the school was already crushing.
He was magnetic, charismatic.
But Ana didn't like that about him.
He looked fake.
Just like her.
But seriously, not being able to sleep?
Last time she felt like that was for Suzaku.
And he was damn disaster.
But Sebastiano was way out of reach.
She was many of her uncountable admirers.
She sat on the living room, watching the cars pass through the empty road.
She was cold.
It was a hot summer night.
Yet, she was cold.
She didn't have blood in her system after all.
It was her own doing.
She ruined herself.
The first day she refused a pancake, she thought it was because she wanted to be skinny and look good.
After almost a year, she realised it was because she wanted people to see her.
To change beyond comprehension.
But still, no one cared.
And what's the value of a human being, about whom , no one cares?
She wanted to die.
And wanted to be beautiful during the process.
It was working.
But why does she feel like she wanted to try again.
Suddenly.
She thought the dumb teenage life wasn't so bad.
Exciting even.
Not being able to sleep in though of some random guy?
It was as amusing as useless.
And wanting to live just because she felt an alien feeling?
Life might actually be fascinating
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