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[jacks pacific]

Whatever will happen is simply bound to happen. No matter what, the sun will rise each day.
There is something that seems… so very ethereal to me. But that night, I can truly believe what happened.
The sun had risen and morning had arrived.

kage no hikari wa, hikari no kage wa

Nee doushite
Suggoku sugoku suki na koto
Tada tsutaetai dake na no ni
Ru ru ru ru ru
Umaku ienain darou
Nee semete
Yume de aitai to negau
Yoru ni nemutte ichido mo
Ru ru ru ru ru
Dete kite wa kurenai ne
Nee doushite
Sugoku ai shiteru hito ni
Ai shiteru to iu dake de
Ru ru ru ru ru
Namida ga dechaun darou
Futari deatta hi ga
Sukoshi zutsu
Omoide ni natte mo
Ai shiteru ai shiteru
Ru ru ru ru ru
Nee doushite
Namida ga dechaun darou
Namida ga dechaun darou

Love love
Ai wo sakebou ai wo yobou
Love love
Ai wo sakebou ai wo yobou
Love love
Ai wo sakebou ai wo yobou
Love love
Ai wo sakebou ai wo yobou

[jacks pacific]

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` ＥＬＥＣＴＲＩＣ☆ＳＨＯＣＫ： デンジ 「 star of sunyshore 」

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☆： ⌈ ａｌｌ ｉ ｋｎｏｗ ｉｓ ｍｙ ｓｏｕｌ ｉｓ ｕｎｂｒｅａｋａｂｌｅ ⌋
name;
troublemaker, eighth leader, volkner -- whatever suits your fancy, really.

☆： ⌈ ｓｐａｔｉａｌ ｐａｔｔｅｒｎｓ ｄｅｅｐ ｉｎｓｉｄｅ ｏｆ ｍｅ ⌋
mood;
tolerable. cant ask for much more than that.

☆： ⌈ ｌｏｓｅ ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ ｏｎ ａｃｃｕｍｕｌａｔｅｄ ｇｒｏｕｎｄ ⌋
currently;
re - wiring what those stupid technicians 'fixed'.

☆： ⌈ ｍｙ ｌｕｃｅｎｔ ｏｒｂ ｉｓ ｆａｄｉｎｇ ｂｒｉｇｈｔ ⌋
theme;
shooting star ☆ home made kazoku

☆： ⌈ ｙｏｕ ｃｏｕｌｄ ａｍａｚｅ ｍｅ ｆｏｒｅｖｅｒ ⌋
love interest;
now, that wouldnt be any of your business, would it?

There is something that seems… so very ethereal to me. But that night, I can truly believe what happened.

ａｂｃｄｅｆｇｈｉｊｋｌｍｎｏｐｑｒｓｔｕｖｗｘｙｚ

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[jacks pacific]

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yeah we walked through the doors so accusing their eye
like they have any right at all to criticize
hypocrites, you're all here for the very same reason

here in town you can tell he's been down for a while
but my god its so beautiful when the boy smiles
wanna hold him, but maybe ill just sing about it

there's a light at each end of the tunnel you shout
and you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
these mistakes you made, you'll just make them again
if you only try turning around

2 AM and i'm still awake, writing a song
if i get it all down on paper its no longer inside of me
threatening the life they belong to
and i feel like i'm naked in front of the crowd
'cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
and i know that you'll use them however you want to

cause you cant jump the tracks, were like cars on a cable
and life's like an hourglass glued to the table
no one can find the rewind button now
sing it if you understand, and breathe, just breathe

♕x°CAGEDsongbird; 〈

[jacks pacific]

[jacks pacific]

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IT'S NICE TO MEET EVERYONE!
love for my wordplay, that's hard to find
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2 AM AND IM STILL AWAKE, WRITING A SONG
and i know that you'll use them however you want to

currently:

IF I GET IT ALL DOWN ON PAPER ITS NO LONGER INSIDE OF ME
threatening the life they belong to

music:

ANDI FEEL LIKE IM NAKED IN FRONT OF THE CROWD
because these words are my diary, screaming out loud

love:

[jacks pacific]

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ＬＩＫＥ Ａ ＦＯＯＬ □ ｉ ｆｅｌｌ ｉｎ ｌｏｖｅ ｗｉｔｈ ｙｏｕ

ＴＵＲＮＥＤ ＭＹ ＷＨＯＬＥ ＷＯＲＬＤ ＵＰＳＩＤＥ ＤＯＷＮ


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[jacks pacific]

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ａｂｃｄｅｆｇｈｉｊｋｌｍｎｏｐｑｒｓｔｕｖｗｘｙｚ
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ＴＨＥxxxＳＴＡＲＳxxxＴＨＡＴxxxＰＩＥＲＣＥxxxＴＨＥxxxＳＫＹ

WHAT`S THE HOOK THE TWIST WITHIN THIS VERBOSE MYSTERY
xxcurrently xx☄xx surfing facebook


ＨＥxxxＬＥＦＴxxxＴＨＥＭxxxＡＬＬxxxＢＥＨＩＮＤ

THE GHOST YOU LOVE YOUR RAY OF LIGHT WILL FIZZLE OUT WITHOUT HOPE
xxthinking xx☄xx 'ugh. gotta find better ways to waste my time...'


ＷＥＲＥxxxＬＥＦＴxxxＴＯxxxＷＯＮＤＥＲxxxＷＨＹ

WE`RE THE EMPTY SET JUST FLOATING THROUGH, WRAPPED IN SKIN
xxmusic xx☄xx dream island obsessional park -- 平沢進


ＨＥxxxＬＥＦＴxxxＵＳxxxＡＬＬxxxＢＥＨＩＮＤ

REACHING FOR THE GOLDEN RING WE`D NEVER LET GO
xxlove interest xx☄xx uhh...? you're kidding, right?

remember those wall i built? well baby they're crumbling down
user RIKU is now: ☼ available ໐ busy ໐ offline ໐ mobile

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[jacks pacific]

ＡＢＣＤＥＦＧＨＩＪＫＬＭＮＯＰＱＲＳＴＵＶＷＸＹＺ
ａｂｃｄｅｆｇｈｉｊｋｌｍｎｏｐｑｒｓｔｕｖｗｘｙｚ
！＂＃＄％＆＇（）＊＋，－．／：；＜＝＞？＠［＼］＿＾｀｛｜｝～￠￡￢￣￤￥ ⊰ ⊱
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⊰ ＣＨＩＮＡ`ＳＦＩＮＥＳＴ||* unfit for war !!
⊰ ＨＥＲＯＩＮＥＯＦＣＨＩＮＡ ||* stranger in the mirror
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In the night I hear 'em talk,
The coldest story ever told,
Somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul
To a woman so heartless...
How could you be so heartless... oh
How could you be so heartless?

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ＴＨＥxxxＳＴＡＲＳxxxＴＨＡＴxxxＰＩＥＲＣＥxxxＴＨＥxxxＳＫＹ

WHAT`S THE HOOK THE TWIST WITHIN THIS VERBOSE MYSTERY
xxcurrently xx☄xx surfing facebook


ＨＥxxxＬＥＦＴxxxＴＨＥＭxxxＡＬＬxxxＢＥＨＩＮＤ

THE GHOST YOU LOVE YOUR RAY OF LIGHT WILL FIZZLE OUT WITHOUT HOPE
xxthinking xx☄xx 'ugh. gotta find better ways to waste my time...'


ＷＥＲＥxxxＬＥＦＴxxxＴＯxxxＷＯＮＤＥＲxxxＷＨＹ

WE`RE THE EMPTY SET JUST FLOATING THROUGH, WRAPPED IN SKIN
xxmusic xx☄xx dream island obsessional park -- 平沢進


ＨＥxxxＬＥＦＴxxxＵＳxxxＡＬＬxxxＢＥＨＩＮＤ

REACHING FOR THE GOLDEN RING WE`D NEVER LET GO
xxlove interest xx☄xx uhh...? you're kidding, right?

⊰ dark aura ⌈ リク ⌋ ||° ＢＡＩＴＥＤＢＹＤＡＲＫＮＥＳＳ
remember those wall i built? well baby they're crumbling down
user RIKU is now: ☼ available ໐ busy ໐ offline ໐ mobile

☄ CHATROOM;


Ah, so I did download that chat room program...
Looks like the time I spent with DiZ wasnt completely pointless.
Well, I'm logged on so I may as well have a look around.
Is anyone else online?

[jacks pacific]

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Ｉｎ ｙｏｕｒ ｄａｒｋｅｓｔ ｈｏｕｒ, ｗｉｔｈｉｎ ｙｏｕｒ ｈｅａｒｔ
Ｉｓ ｔｈｅ ｐｏｗｅｒ ｆｏｒ ｍａｋｉｎｇ ｙｏｕ ａ ｈｅｒｏ ｔｏｏ.
Ｓｏ ｄｏｎｔ ｌｏｓｅ ｈｏｐｅ ｗｈｅｎ ｙｏｕｒｅ ｆｏｒｌｏｒｎ;
Ｊｕｓｔ ｋｅｅｐ ｙｏｕｒ ｅｙｅｓ ｕｐｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｓｋｉｅｓ...



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Traverse Private High School was the most esteemed high school in all of the Destati Peninsula—moreso over than Radiant Garden High or Twilight High. Unlike its predecessors, Traverse High was a private school owned by the social elite; that is to say, the wealthy parents of the students that attended the school were the ones who paid for new buildings and small, insignificant things as well, such as chalk and textbooks and the teachers’ salaries. The courses taught there were above normal high school standards—instead of Algebra and Geometry, they had Advanced Calculus and Statistics; instead of English and Japanese and Science, they had Latin, French and Physics, all normal classes that would be considered Advanced even for Hollow Bastion University. Knowing those factors, it would be a given that the campus was nice and secluded; TPHS was located on a road that branched off of the main road, leaving twelve acres of grass and sports fields. The ten buildings of TPHS formed a ‘U’ shape that opened on the branched road with a fountain in the middle that served as the school’s Common, and were grouped by which buildings taught which class. If one is coming in from the street, the two buildings on the left were the Language and Governmental Departments, as all the classes held in those buildings dealt with Linguistics and History the like. Across from the Language Departments were the two buildings that were called the Mathematics and Environmental Science Departments, where the science labs and math classes were held. Opposite the street were the dining hall, which was only a glorified cafeteria, the library and the gym, which lead out to the open fields where students participated in sports outside if the weather was nice enough. The remaining two buildings were the on-campus dormitories where students whose parents often went abroad lived. They were located behind the Department buildings; the girls’ dorm behind the Language and Government Departments and the boys’ behind the Mathematics and Environmental Science Departments.

The common was nearly deserted when Ienzo finally arrived, and he assumed that the students were waiting in the classroom in the central heating, and he couldn’t blame them. By that time, his fingers were beginning to get numb, thanks to his poor blood circulation, but he didn’t want to remove his hands from the pocket of warmth he’d created. Ducking his chin deeper into his scarf as another nippy breeze whipped through the common, Ienzo hunched his shoulders and hastily made his way into the Language building where his homeroom was located. Sure enough, as he stepped inside, the entryway was filled with students milling around and talking in small groups of fours and fives. Ienzo unwrapped his scarf and plucked his glasses from his nose as they began to fog up from the sudden change of temperature. Using the hem of his sweater, he routinely cleaned them and stuck them back in front of his weak eyes before he ran into somebody. Ienzo’s homeroom was on the second floor, and the worst part of every morning for him in this season was avoiding all of the kids mulling around on the steps and blocking his way. It always seemed as though they set their belongings right in front of him on purpose, just to make him trip—it’d happened more than once, occasionally resulting in him spilling the contents of his bag all over the staircase. It was mortifying, but the slate-haired boy managed to make his way to the second floor without his things ending up on the stairs instead of staying in his bag.

Upon entering his classroom, Ienzo found that it was nearly devoid of students, save a couple of groups of two and three and a girl sitting alone at a desk, leaning over it with shoulders hunched and hands moving so quickly that Ienzo knew she was drawing. As he drew closer, he realized that not only was she drawing, but she was texting as well—her dominate right hand sketched the rough outline in her sketchbook of the infamous clock tower in Twilight Town where a couple of kids fell to their deaths a few years back as her left typed out an email on her cell phone without her eyes deviating from the paper. She was a rather attractive girl, blonde hair falling gently over her right shoulder as her bangs hung just over her pale eyelashes. She wore TPHS’s female uniform, a white button down shirt and a black vest with a red ribbon bow and a black skirt with a light brown sweater that was a size too big. Her bow had also been loosened like Ienzo’s tie and only when he’d set his things down on the desk to her immediate left did she break out of her concentration and look up. “… Oh, Ienzo, good morning,” she greeted in a tone that was a bit too chipper for the morning, but Ienzo brushed it to the side. She’d always been a morning person. “Good morning, Naminé,” he nodded as he fixed his tie and straightened his uniform. “Did you get my email?”

“Mm,” Naminé-speak for yes. “I asked around and I came to find out that he’s skipping.” She paused, glancing up at the chalkboard at the head of the classroom. “Again. Really, Ienzo, you should try to convince him to come to class more often than once a week. At this rate, he’s going to flunk out and you’ll never see him again.” Her gaze turned to Ienzo, her blue eyes staring into his own as her sketch and her phone went ignored, and he closed his eyes and sighed. Yes, he knew that. But there wasn’t much one could do when one was as close to someone as stubborn as he was. “I know,” he opened his bag and stuffed his scarf inside before hanging it on the peg on the side of the desk. He also knew that even if someone did flunk out of TPHS, if their parents wanted it bad enough, their student would stay, and their grades would be bumped up to a low, but passing, C-. That was just how the system worked, especially for those students living in the dorms, students whose parents didn’t want annoyances in the form of offspring following them around from country to country. This suited a majority of the students just fine, though; they didn’t want annoyances in the form of parents ruining their parties and digging around in their personal lives. “Did you manage to figure out where he was?”

“Xion told me that Olette said that Leon mentioned that he never saw him leave his dorm room, so he’s probably still there.” She rattled off the list as though it were nothing, which left Ienzo trying to sort it out, only to give up and focus on the part about Leon. He could never be a girl. “Are you going to go see him?” Ienzo nodded, propping his head up on the desk with his arm. “Maybe after homeroom. My mom would flip if she found out her precious, role-model student was cutting class.” Maybe was a definite yes and Ienzo’s book, and Naminé knew it. She smiled at him as her phone began buzzing on her desk, and she turned her attention away from him to read it. “… Hey, Myde’s coming up to get his Physics homework back.”

Ienzo didn’t move an inch.. He figured the boy’d come by eventually, but not as soon as now. Myde was the type of person to forget about things until the last minute, and Ienzo didn’t make his rounds until the second year study break after lunchtime, so Ienzo assumed he must’ve been prompted about it. He grunted in response as he closed his eyes. “I wonder why he doesn’t just email me? I’ve given him my number loads of times…” he mumbled into his hand. It wasn’t as though it really mattered; so long as Ienzo got his money and wasn’t blatantly obvious about what they wanted, he didn’t care how the other students contacted him. Namine shrugged as her fingers nimbly typed a response, then closed her phone and put it in her desk after silencing it completely. “He keeps losing it,” she said with a small, knowing smile. She picked up her mechanical pencil and continued with her sketch, outlining a brilliant sunset around the raised train tracks, and small, indistinguishable figures playing outside the station below the tower.

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