My lunch has grown cold

and has barely been

touched.

I drink my cup of water,

Ignoring the many souls

in the cafeteria as I pack

up and leave.

Secretly, I can feel Ronin's

intense stare as I leave.

Hopefully he comes and

follow to explain his

actions with Nina.

Mindlessly, I walk to

the third floor and

then to the stairs

leading up to the

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school's rooftop.

The air smells fresh

and the sky is a

blue firmament,

soon to be dyed in

red from this black

clown.

I sit down on the

rooftop's ground,

opening a packet

of sweet bread

before eating.

The flavor has red

bean taste in the

middle.

I miss Ronin.

I know he's not

going to show up

here.

He's taking care of

business as we

speak.

What business is

that you inquire?

I'm not supposed to

tell and I swore I

wouldn't tell.

Like I said before, he

pretends so well that

I sometimes get caught

up into an emotional

frenzy.

Him and I are

both monsters.