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   The end of August 2013 was runnnig in England, in the city of Nottingham as follows: Storm-rain-rain-storm-sun-rain. It was an unbreakable weather chain, which was planned by higher forces with a particular emphasis on rain. Most of the people of Roseland, and especially the capital of the East Midlands region, eagerly awaited the rare sun, checking their weather forecasts with hope of change. An exception in this case was a thirteen-years-old boy, for whom such and not the other weather was the inspiration for creating artworks. Currently. a black-haired boy was sitting at a desk sketching a character from his favorite anime on a digital tablet. 
" Fuck! " A sulky curse escaped his lips. The eyes of the cloudless sky wandered past the black, unruly hair found in the center of his face, which was reducing his field of view. Huffing at this insolent lock gave nothing, that part of his hair with great determination returned to its place. Rejecting his past job, he decided to find somethin. to subdue the inconvenience at work. Looking through the lockers, he came across a letter from Hope's Peak Academy, where he was supposed to start studying in September. Again, from his mouth escaped a bunch of various curses. That everything was in spite of him today. He murmured some unintelligible words, searching through the first drawer, the second, the third and shelves, which contained various horror and fantasy books. Between the debut of King "Carrie" and Lovecraft's "Call of Cthulhu" he found something metallic, which was shaped like a heart.He took it in a closed hand. Then, he lifted his hand to eyes and opened his fist. His eyebrows went up in surprise. A red hairpin, which was loaned to him by a friend a few years ago. Involuntarily, his lips curled into a smile. Suddenly, He returned with his thoughts to his pre-schools years.

   Adrian Mortrose did not belong to the open and loud children from an early age. Introvertism was written in his genes and he relly did not care much about it, because he liked his personality type. He could always spend his time more pleasantly than kids, who were jut running and screaming around, closing himself in his artistic world with a snow-white a piece of paper, pencils or brushes. In this way, he could express himself much more, because ordinary toys in a public kindergarten did not attract him, he rather loved the artistic and technical works that were rarely encountered, because only in the circumstances of Christmas and the solemn days. He turned his head back when he heard another. in his opinion. an annoying example of a preschooler, who started crying for some unknown reason. The five-year-old turned his eyes theatrically. It was not that he did not like his colleagues, he just could not name them as "friends" according to his conscience. He felt a chasm between them. He knew that other children considered him as boring, or even strange, but it did not bother him because he always had ...

" Wow! How awesome! " His peer leaned behind his shoulder and the shuder came through the boy's body. After covering his work, he gave a little girl a scolding look.

" You've scared me! " The petite satin laughed, which caused appearing a crismon blush on the dark-haired boy's face. The brown-eyed girl held out her hand for the boy's sketchbook, and he, completely didn't expecting it, let himself take his property away.

" Do you want to play ? " He asked, very flustered, wanting to turn the brown-eyed gaze away from the inconspicuous sketchbook.

" I interrupted you, didn't I? " She was parodying his speech, shaking her head in disbelief. Did he really think that such an easy trick would mislead her? Her eyes examined the drawings, turning the white pieces of paper farther.

" Give it back to me, Allie! " He pleaded, getting up from the chair, eagerly grabbing for the black cover of his sketchbook. They only struggled for a short while, because the other two kids quickly joined their duet. A satin, with green-red eyes and olive skin, tilted his head like an inquisitive kitten, while a brown-haired boy with a practically-ill, white complexion and gray eyes was clinging to his arm.

" Don't you know you should be a gentelman toward girls, Adrian? " Hajime Hinata flashed a smile, shaking his head, not beliving that blue-eyed boy wouldn't know that.

" Why? " She looked hard at them, still not letting go of the thing she had picked up. Nagito's gaze went from the feet of his friends to the girl's face, sending her a shy smile.
" We need to protect you, Promise-san, you're a girl. " If Aline Promise did not fight with so much ferocity with Adrian Mortrose, her hand would go to her forehead. With resignation, she thought that delicate Nagito hardly matched her image of the bodyguard. Suddenly, laughter came to her ears - That was both Hajime and Adrian. Gray-eyed looked at Hinata to Mortrose, not understanding what he said wrong. Taking advantage of the friend's moment of indifference, the girl snatched the notebook from him. Frightened Adrian, was trying to stop his friends with poor resultat, because they at once found their places on both sides of the brunette.

" Woow. " Hinata said impressed when Aline was turning the pages " You draw just like a pro."

" Right?! " The girl came up to Adrian, giving him a sketchbook and a trout in his nose." He's an incredible talented, just a pity that he's not willing to show it even to us. " She put her hands on her hips " Once your work goes round the world, it'd be nice if we see spoilers as a friends." She smiled and then she took a shocked five-years-old to the table, gesturing to other friends. Adrian, seeing that the three children are staring with anticipation on white paper, began to draw with a pencil. He turned his face to the other side, after hearing a question about his unruly hair covering his eyes. The girl, whose finger was directed at the black hair, quickly changed its position, unfastening her red hairpin from her bangs. And then she attached her hairspin to his disheveled, dark hair.

" Much better! " She smiled radiantly at the snap of the heart. Adrian stared at his friend for a moment, then returned to his sketch, with a gentle smile and blush, trying to hide his embarrassment from the rest's eyes.

               " Exactly, he still had them."


   He stared at the clip. He could not believe that it was eight years old. He completely forgot about its existence ... Through his head, flew the thought that he should give it back, after all it was not his property .. but the opportunity of this he lost five years ago .. He sighed with heaviness and then with an old, nostalgic clip, he spurred an unruly hair .

" Now work'll go faster ... " he returned to sketching, but out of the corner of his eye he was looking at the letter. He will go to the best school in Great Britain in an almost a week.

"I wonder how they spend these last days of holidays?"



    A young, twenty-years-old maid crossed the hall of the Promise estate. She knocked gently on the door of her mistress's room. She came into inside of the room. She walked briskly between the door and the window and exposed the curtains, letting sunlight's light into the bedroom. Fleur admired the beautiful view of the Eiffel Tower at the forefront. She looked at her, slowly waking up, miss.

" Bonjour, lady Aline. How beautiful is the weather today. " She delighted for a moment, opening the window. Despite the shining sun, the wind was quite cool, which was creating almost perfect atmospheric conditions. "Please, drink the tea and go for breakfast. Around 4:00 p.m, Lady Eliane Molière will arrive and stay until the end of her departure. What would you want to impose today, lady?" As always, fair-haired Fleur chattering happily, opening the wardrobe. Allie stared at her reflection in the contents of the cup. In the drink, she saw a completely different self than a five years ago. She was thinking not only about the change in her appearance, but also about her behavior. From a rough girl, she had transformed into a lady from the upper classes. She liked her life so far, but

"Sometimes I would like to go back to those years..."


    After calling her maid, who was a bit worried about her lady's current melancholic state, the dark-eyed girl drank the drink prepared for her, then smiled modestly at her babysitter(?. She looked at the green dress prepared by her home help and so praising the maid's sophisticated taste. The embarrassed maid, denying Promise's words, quickly asked her mistress about her tomorrow's outfit, stressing that tomorrow's weather in England was not promising.

" Maybe this blue dress, with a long sleeve.". Allie tilted her head to the side, seeing the tall girl drowing in the depths of her closet. If it were not for the horse's tail protruding outside, she could have sworn that apart from her, there was no longer any living soul in the bedroom.

" Definitely, I have to clean up here. "- The twenty-years-old with laughter began to looking for the said outfit in turn looking through the hangers. For the response of the dormouse to the free time Fleur would spend without her at home, she began to shake her head.

" It will be very empty here without you ... Eh, first mister Damon left, and now lady..." She sighed heavily, then added more optimistically " It is amazing that you both got to this prestigious school, in the end you will come back to homeland ...Although for the time of education." Aline, listening to Frenchwoman's chatter in one ear, opened her drawer at night, pulling out the key ring. Holding it in both hands, she put the right strand of hair behind her ear. She smiled wistfully.


     The seventh of February in the year 2000, Allie and her family and three of her friends celebrated her eighth birthday. With a smile, she listened to the serenade created in her honor by three boys, despite the fact that the realities of opera singers were far away, because their vocal was more like a whine of a wounded animal. However, admiring their hardships and ingenuity, she left this comment only for herself, although looking at her household members, she could confidently say that they had the same impression. After an unusual concert, Hajime handed her a small, poorly packed box. She laughed, knowing how hard it was for boys to decorate this gift. After unpacking, she took the present in her hand, turning it to see every single detail of it.

" How pretty! " her gaze almost absorbed the little mascot of a white and pink bunny with a yellow bow. The tall, gray-eyed boy was very happy to see that brown-eyed liked their gift. Adrian pulled a similar black and white teddy bear out of his pocket, twisting it once to the left, once to the right, like a hypnotist with his watch. He was excited about the fact that the other boys had the same bears to symbolize their eternal friendship. Not without comment Hajime, who mocked his peer a bit.

"You say it in the way you would say you invented the AIDS treatment, Adrian. " The recipient of this message flushed to the ears and to start saving his "honor and pride" he began to mimic his friend. As you can guess, there was a small argument, which was echoed by loud laughter.

" Hinata-kun, what is AIDS? "Nagito asked, breaking through the quarrels of friends. The whole company fell silent at the moment of the question asked, directing his gaze to the abashed boy.



" Lady, are you okay? "Fleur asked, concerned, shaking her shoulder lightly. Aline looked up from the last birthday present she had received from her friends, meeting the blue eyes of the maid. It was her last birthday celebrated with them and the last ones they had to celebrate.


"  I'm fine "




Ale to nie wszystko xD 



hahah 
Nie mam pojęcia co się dzieje na tym obrazku XD  
Musisz użyć własnej wyobraźni co zobaczyły postacie w komputerze xD Jest tam ładny napis 18+ ale się nie martw, skończyłaś właśnie dzisiaj 18 lat, więc dla ciebie ten napis nie jest straszny XDD Dlatego możesz sobie wyobrazić co się dzieje na ekranie ;P 
W formie internetowej to wsio dla ciebie :3

PS: Nie wiem na ile dobrze jest to przetłumaczone, więc nie ufaj mi na 100% nawet na 90% tego nie rób,przeczytaj to parę razy jak coś XD