------ Rocking herself, Trinity was crying. It was nearly midnight, and HE texted her fifty times. 'He isn't worth it.' Trinity mumbled it until her lips and body went numb, then drifted to sleep. "He's not worth it." ----- I couldn't help but notice Trinity pushing away her food. Her favorite, cup noodles. Instead, she kept sneaking glances at HIM. It was Joel and his group of pansies. I couldn't help but sneer at Joel, recieving a glare from that table myself. Trinity snapped her head at my direction, softening her expression when she realized it was me. "Oh... Hi Vincent." Her voice was quiet, it barely came out as a whisper. Her eyes were red and her face was pale, her lips not the usual pink it was. Her hair was also untidy, hey eyes barely open. She was like a ghost, except that she was alive. "Mind if I sit?" The table was empty. Ciel wasn't here again. It's been a week since she came back, I wonder why. "Sure." I sat next to her, looking down at my salad. Trinity's deep pink hair was tied in curly pigtails, kind of like Teto Kasane from UTAU. The Japanese voice synthesizer... Second to Vocaloid. She was sighing. Eyeing them everytime. It kinda hurt, her not realizing what she had. ----- Back at home, Trinity was weeping. She had a phobia, of Joel. Joel AND Samuel. She could never go near them, only stare as they talked about their football ganes and such. It was a month since prom, where Samuel broke up with her and Joel humiliating her. She had been unstable ever since, never blinking, never eating unless she was forced to. She got skinner until her cheekbones were showing, unlike her usual healthy self. "Sayonara..." ----- OwO