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Signature Black: Color me dark.
Unknown POV.
What could be more intriguing than having a weird attraction towards someone whose aura screamed mystery? I guessed nothing else.
And there she was, the object of my attraction, staring hard into the woods, so afar off. I watched her silently for somewhile, and without knowing how and when, I found myself sitting beside her on the grass.
She gave off no impression of having heard someone settled beside her, she didn't even spare me a glance, she just kept on basking in her aloneness. Well, I wasn't surprised, after all she had a reputation of being the school snob. An attitude problem if you will call it that.
"I don't have an attitude problem...I have a personality you can't handle." She said out of the blues.
Her words caught me off-guarded. Coupled with all the mysteries that surrounded her, could she read minds as well?
"Stop staring at me that way. I'm just your normal girl." She shrugged.
Normal? She just called herself normal? She's nothing close to being normal.
"Why are you here anyway? You shouldn't be seen with the loner, you know?" She pointed out in a voice dripping with sarcasm.
" You are not that." I voiced out shakily.
She looked up at me then. Her mask slipped off from her face that moment, and I caught a glimpse of surprise off her. Well, why shouldn't she be? Even my words surprised me.
"Maybe you're just different." I muttered.
She snorted and let out a bitter laugh.
"Why the sudden interest?" She asked.
"I honestly don't know. I'm just drawn to you...you piqued my curiosity."
She gave no reply.
And just like that, we sat in silence.
"I never meant to be this way... " She started.
To say I was surprised would be an understatement. But I didn't interrupt her. Guess I would finally get an answer to her mysterious aura.
"...It just happened." She finished off.
A loud sigh escaped from her mouth.
" I was a quiet girl, brilliant and full of life. I was blessed with many gifts and I took them for granted. Why? There was no one to help me. No one. No one would have believed my sith. I made the journey alone, and unfortunately I got caught. People's definition of me was different. My definition of me was something else. To all, I was a random girl. But that signature Black was there... colouring me dark. And no one knew. But then no one really knew me. Only me."
I stared at her mouth-agaped. What was she talking about?
"Trying to know me won't help you."
" And why?" I deadpanned.
" You know half to nothing." And with that, she stood up.
"I'm lost already. No one can save me. Not you, not anyone else. You can color me dark now."
And she walked off.
I realized then and there, the symbolism behind her always cladding black attires. It was all about her. It has always been about her signature blackness.
© Hagne🌹
What could be more intriguing than having a weird attraction towards someone whose aura screamed mystery? I guessed nothing else.
And there she was, the object of my attraction, staring hard into the woods, so afar off. I watched her silently for somewhile, and without knowing how and when, I found myself sitting beside her on the grass.
She gave off no impression of having heard someone settled beside her, she didn't even spare me a glance, she just kept on basking in her aloneness. Well, I wasn't surprised, after all she had a reputation of being the school snob. An attitude problem if you will call it that.
"I don't have an attitude problem...I have a personality you can't handle." She said out of the blues.
Her words caught me off-guarded. Coupled with all the mysteries that surrounded her, could she read minds as well?
"Stop staring at me that way. I'm just your normal girl." She shrugged.
Normal? She just called herself normal? She's nothing close to being normal.
"Why are you here anyway? You shouldn't be seen with the loner, you know?" She pointed out in a voice dripping with sarcasm.
" You are not that." I voiced out shakily.
She looked up at me then. Her mask slipped off from her face that moment, and I caught a glimpse of surprise off her. Well, why shouldn't she be? Even my words surprised me.
"Maybe you're just different." I muttered.
She snorted and let out a bitter laugh.
"Why the sudden interest?" She asked.
"I honestly don't know. I'm just drawn to you...you piqued my curiosity."
She gave no reply.
And just like that, we sat in silence.
"I never meant to be this way... " She started.
To say I was surprised would be an understatement. But I didn't interrupt her. Guess I would finally get an answer to her mysterious aura.
"...It just happened." She finished off.
A loud sigh escaped from her mouth.
" I was a quiet girl, brilliant and full of life. I was blessed with many gifts and I took them for granted. Why? There was no one to help me. No one. No one would have believed my sith. I made the journey alone, and unfortunately I got caught. People's definition of me was different. My definition of me was something else. To all, I was a random girl. But that signature Black was there... colouring me dark. And no one knew. But then no one really knew me. Only me."
I stared at her mouth-agaped. What was she talking about?
"Trying to know me won't help you."
" And why?" I deadpanned.
" You know half to nothing." And with that, she stood up.
"I'm lost already. No one can save me. Not you, not anyone else. You can color me dark now."
And she walked off.
I realized then and there, the symbolism behind her always cladding black attires. It was all about her. It has always been about her signature blackness.
© Hagne🌹
