Literature
The Most Cliche Story Ever... of All Time
The door flies open as a brilliant light streams into my vision with a burning beauty. Even at the Senior High the lunch lines were a pain! I see silhouettes of my friends Luka and Yakov lounging on the concrete steps of C building, the blinding sun above their backs.
"Hey!" Luka waved. I would usually just plop down, but there is an empty space on the steps that's irking me.
"Where's Rin?" She's usually the first one at lunch, and rarely sick, so for HER to be missing is almost unheard of. Yakov raised an eyebrow. I turn to make sure she isn't trying to scare me with a glomp from behind, but, to my dismay, see no one. She was here for Orc