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Rubbing his head, he followed his cla.s.smates down to the aquarium. The way down was dark, typical of aquariums. Every step he took down the stairs made a dull, rhythmic noise. When he took the final step, the unique blue lights greeted his eyes.
This light made him feel calm. It was something he liked. The various types of fish swam in their respective tanks. Looking at their movement, he felt like it was very elegant.
"Cla.s.smate Season!"
His cla.s.smates called out to him. He was lagging behind too much. Season was the nickname he was given because of his strange name. Spring-Autumn. He was told it was because his bright green eyes were full of life just like the spring while his brown hair was the color of the autumn.
"I am coming my comrades."
His lips curled into a slight smile when he said the word "comrade". In fact, he was a foreign exchange student. Due to special circ.u.mstances, he was sent out of his country. As such, he chose this special country that embraced the concept opposite of democracy. It was an interesting country he thought.
Leading the group of students was the Cla.s.s Leader. Cla.s.s Leader Blue. He looked at her in the eyes and enjoyed her gaze. Comrade Blue was a very beautiful lady. Her face was symmetrical without any flaws. Her black eyes seem to sparkle like a gem. Her black hair flowed down like a waterfall which is contrasted by her very pale skin. To top it off, she has a very fine figure with curves all in the right place, but especially the a.s.s. Spring-Autumn pa.s.sed his time by looking at her fine bottom shake in her skirt when she was around.
"Do you have anything for me, Cla.s.smate Season?" She asked. Noticing his stare.
"It's nothing, my comrade."
"Very well. Let's continue."
Spring-Autumn let out a chuckle as she turned around to continue leading the other comrades. The two of them had a very unique relations.h.i.+p. When there are any special events, the two are often paired together. This is because he is the only one who can match up to her in terms of excellence. Or perhaps it is the other way around. Not only that, but the student body has also paired them together as well. It was a no-brainer. Spring-Autumn is said to hail from a powerful family. He also has the looks to match up to it, although, he insists that he was an average person.
The harmonious atmosphere resumed once Spring-Autumn joined the crowd. He noticed a piercing gaze to the side. It was from Comrade Popov. He was a muscular blonde-haired blue-eyed teen, the stereotypical fellow comrade. They've always had hostile relations. Comrade Popov always had a crush on Comrade Blue. However, his pursuit has always been interfered with by Spring-Autumn. From the short little exchange, Spring-Autumn only returned a smile to his fellow comrade.
As they walked deeper into the aquarium, Spring-Autumn felt a sense of uneasiness once again.
"Thonk!"
A ferocious fish banged its head against the gla.s.s. It was directly looking at Spring-Autumn.
"Hahaha, you idiot fish."
He knocked on the gla.s.s and followed the crowd. However, the sense of uneasiness remained, and then came a sudden headache. His body stumbled and leaned against the gla.s.s. After a moment, it disappeared. He scratched his head and continued walking.
They arrived at the next area. It was a rest station. Wooden benches, water fountains, presentation boards. Spring-Autumn saw a vision. It was a strange vision of all the gla.s.s breaking and all the water pouring out. The fish increased in size and consumed a whole person. The vision ended and a splitting headache came. Sitting on a wooden bench, he tightly clenched his head as it felt like it was about to split apart. His mind blanked out for a period of time.
It was unknown when he came to be again. A wonderful fragrance of iris was by his side. It was Cla.s.smate Blue. "Are you okay?" She inquired.
It was a mere inquiry between friends. There were no expressions of worry or concern. Just a cold question.
Spring-Autumn opened his eyes which seemed to s.h.i.+ne a brighter shade than ever. The moment he did so, he saw many things. He stood up.
"Can we talk?"
"Yes?"
Without warning, he took her hand and made his way to the exit. It was a very fast and subtle action that no one noticed. They entered a tube surrounded by water and fish.
"Where are you taking me?" Blue said angrily as she tried to shake his handoff.
"Just watch." He held his ground and said a simple sentence.
As they walked through the tube, something strange happened. All the fish frantically made its way to them only to be blocked by the gla.s.s. The ferocity was something never seen before, doing everything within its power to break the wall holding them back. It was a scary sight indeed.
Spring-Autumn felt Blue's hand shake. "W-What's happening?"
He didn't answer. He didn't know. He only knew one thing: If chaos were to break out, he would rather be with a beautiful girl than with a male comrade.
The moment they made it to the stairs, the world shook. Blue fell into the embrace of Spring-Autumn. Her soft body, within his arms and her wonderful fragrance filling his mind. However, it was no time for such a thing.
Crack…
Cracks appeared all over them. On the ground, the wall, the gla.s.s holding big sea creatures.
Boom!
The gla.s.s shattered. Water surged into the tube like a small tsunami.
"We have to run!" Spring-Autumn put his hand under Blue's skirt and lifted her up into a princess carry. Her soft b.r.e.a.s.t.s, making contact with his chest and her big b.u.t.t, fully in his hand. With that, he made the run for it.