Curious
I watch her blonde locks bounce as she strides with confidence. Mary Saotome. I’ve seen the skill she posseses whilst gambling and my heart races everytime she plays at first I was told to keep an eye on her due to Kiraris wishes Sayaka had asked me to but then I spent my free time seeing her play hoping to reach her level.
Although I have status it’s meaningless in Kiraris shadow I don’t resent her I just wish I was seen for me.
Sayaka approaches me her clipboard in arm always ever so diligent no wonder Kirari keeps her around. Sayaka is completely loyal to Kirari I wonder what that type of undying love entails how good it would feel to know that person would die for you.
“Ririka what kind of chocolate does Kirari like?”
I-. What she really wants to know about Kiraris taste I thought she would have something serious to talk about love really brings out the different sides of people.
Sayaka shuffles her clipboard “Um so you see I do know what she likes but I’m not too sure I just wanted to confirm with you Ririka.”
“She’ll like any chocolate if it’s from you Sayaka.”
It wasn’t a lie I notice the way Kirari changes herself slightly with Sayaka.
“Really! I’ll be sure to get some for her soon.” Sayaka fails to contain her grin she leaves preparing to fill her new objective.
I wander down the hallways nobody else approaches me with my mask on. A flash of blonde passes by I wonder if it’s Mary I should apologise for bumping into her the other day I peek round the corner, there standing arms folded she was, her head turns in my direction I snap my head back I wonder if she saw me she looked troubled. I look back, she walks away so I tentatively follow her. Mary stops in her tracks why has she stopped in the middle of the hallway out of all places she swivels her feet facing directly towards me. “Stop following me.” I didn’t know what to say it was true I was following her I wanted to apologise to her but the words just didn’t form in my mouth in time Mary already marches ahead again I follow her further down aware of my presence she turns to me again I look for the closest place to hide and stand behind a sign. “I can see you why are you following me?” She questions walking towards me. I step out from behind the sign she’s so close my brain can’t focus on forming a sentence. “Did you not hear me? God that mask really irritates me.” Her hand reaches for it like I was in a trance the sudden gesture snaps me out of it I step back. “Huh how long are you going to hide behind a mask for?” Mary says curiously. Her words weighed heavy on me nobody paid any attention to the mask I was in or even made an effort to try and see. I look into her dark yellow eyes there was something curious about the way she looked at me the troubled look I saw was washed over with intrigue maybe we could help each other.