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Mya blushed! She blushed! Within her psycho lives, Mya had only blushed because of two men and it was extremely embarrassing. Who seriously blushed over a boy? Either way, she needed to get over a crush that could never go further. Mya knew that in the past he never he never had feelings for her like that so this wouldn't be any different. Mya could practically feel it. Sinking into her seat Mya bit her bottom lip and began to silently contemplate the way this life would go. If she died, this would be the last life she'd ever have... there'd be no hoping that she could live once more. So would it be a smart thing to fix the psychotic side within her? No... even if that was a wish or dream, Mya couldn't let go of the past and even now when she was dealing with her father she could see her past fathers within him and it made her want to kill him even more. Strangle him or quite possibly just let Yong eat him.
In reaction to this thought Yong snorted and a bit of smoke escaped his nostrils, Mya smirked before paying attention to the teacher and what he had to say. He was attractive but Mya didn't know the man so she couldn't really admire him as much. Mya knew that the most attractive people could be insane. Ha! What a way to describe half the people in this class. It was impossible to say that those who knew about their past weren't at all effected by it. Someway or somehow they were forever different because of it, whether they liked to admit it or not.
"Which life, exactly?" Mya spoke up to the teacher with a raised eyebrow, the word "today" made her remember that she had a koto performance today. Ah, it would've been more enjoyable if she could just ditch it and play music in an empty room with no one listening but herself.
Today's "sharing" with other students wasn't something she wanted to do. At all. Letting others know something about was dangerous, its why all those secrets that she knew or could remember were still what they are today. Secrets.
In reaction to this thought Yong snorted and a bit of smoke escaped his nostrils, Mya smirked before paying attention to the teacher and what he had to say. He was attractive but Mya didn't know the man so she couldn't really admire him as much. Mya knew that the most attractive people could be insane. Ha! What a way to describe half the people in this class. It was impossible to say that those who knew about their past weren't at all effected by it. Someway or somehow they were forever different because of it, whether they liked to admit it or not.
"Which life, exactly?" Mya spoke up to the teacher with a raised eyebrow, the word "today" made her remember that she had a koto performance today. Ah, it would've been more enjoyable if she could just ditch it and play music in an empty room with no one listening but herself.
Today's "sharing" with other students wasn't something she wanted to do. At all. Letting others know something about was dangerous, its why all those secrets that she knew or could remember were still what they are today. Secrets.