under the sakura tree, we stand beside each other with a smile on our face. yes.. its our happiest moment.

"our bond will always connected.. no matter how far you are, i will always reach and search for you.. my love, Krista" he reach towards my hand and hold it gently.

"... "

who are you...

don't leave me alone...

i love you...

.....

another scene appear showing people die and fighting with each other.. clashing their sword. i run everywhere searching for him as i shout his name loudly.

there he is.. standing alone with a red sword piercing my father's heart with a woman beside him. he looks up at me with cold eyes and say

"such an idiot to believe in love"

I couldn't move.. i couldn't speak as i let my heart break into pieces. tears slowly flowing down my cheeks as i stares at him betrayed

"... why"

he looks at me "for fun"

I scream in despair loudly as it reaches the sky. Hoping it reaches someone.. begging for help. suddenly a binding light shines from the sky looking like a gate open.

time stops as a man with silver long hair flying down to the ground as he touches my forehead.

"... what do you wish.. my child"

".. revenge.." i softly say with a desperate look. the man smiles at the answer and help me stands

".. is it what you truly want? i can't feel your feelings"

"... tell me, where should i go? to the left where nothing is right.. or to the right where nothing is left" i ask him desperately.

"child, your sin is you decide to choose a man different from your kind. i don't have any choice than to punish you. you and the boy will always meet every time your reincarnated and will meet the same ending too.. unless you fix the ending of your own story"

SLASH

i closes my eyes at his words as i feel a sword piercing my heart. for a moment i can see his eyes.. sad and heartbroken

"farewell... Helios"

______

and in every life

we fall like stars

into each other skies and we dream our way

into each other's destinies

________

RING RING RING

...i groan at the sound of alarm and try to turn it off. the sound finally stop ringing....

"ugh.. its still 6 in the morning"

i stand up letting my long brown hair falling to my shoulder. my mix blue eyes blinking to make the drowsiness disappear.

"what a weird dream..." i mumble thinking back about the long and weird dream. i immediately go to the bathroom and prepare myself. today is the first day of the school after all.

my name is Krista. a new student (first year) at Rose Academy. the private and high rating school just for rich kids and genius people. i am not a rich kids but i have a smart brain so i guess it counts. i don't have any parents anymore, they left me when i still 6 years old but i don't miss them. who will miss such an irresponsible parents?

as i walk out my small apartment, i can see a lot of sakura petals floating down around me.

"such a beautiful flower.... ah, its already this late!" i gasp when its already 7.15. the school start in 7.45 so i have to hurry.

'God, please make today the best day ever'

i walk fast to the school just to see a huge black and elegant gate. i can't even see the inside..

TING

a camera beeping above me and i look up to see what is that. the camera slowly scanning me and open the gate

"new student, name : Krista, class : A, please go there"

i gasp as a voice coming through the camera. how can a camera project a sound?

"you have 5 minutes before the class" the voice continued.

"ah, yes!" i answer and walk through the gate. when i go through it, everything change. in front of me is a wide and big castle with fountain beside it. my jaw drops as i look around the school like an idiot.

i look behind just to find the gate dissapears. huh? how come?

"what kind of school is this.." i say under my breath. i walk inside the huge castle and see a wide hallway with corridors and stairs.

…

"oh wow..." i walk towards the stairs and see a huge picture hanging in the center.

"... sakura tree?" i mumble confused but still amazed at the picture before something bump straight into me making me fall into the ground

"kyaaa!"

"aaaaah I'm so sorry! oh my god.. what have i done.. are you okay?"

i open my eyes to see a girl with purple hair and red eyes look at me worriedly.

"I'm okay, thank you" i reply smiling. the girl sigh in relief and help me stand up

"nice to meet you, my name is Aristia. I'm the daughter of Duke Esperado" the girl introduce herself gracefully.

"ah, my name is Krista. I'm a new student in class A" i introduce myself too, a little embarrassed because i am not a noble.

"OOH krista!!! nice name by the way. I'm in class A too! you must be a genius if you don't have any background but successfully got to Class A." aristia say with a knowing look

"well not that smart.. oh right! we must be late to class now!" i exclaim. aristia eyes widen and running while holding my hand.

"oh shit! today is Mr.Graspel subject! hurry!" aristia shout as she runs faster.

"E-eeeehh???"

…

"good morning everyone. today i will-

SLAAAM

the innocent door suddenly open by force as two girls run inside the class. in the front is Aristia with her already wild purple hair from running and in the behind is Krista trying to catch her breath. everyone look at them immediately

"... You again !? Miss Esperaldo. how many times i have to tell you to not run in the hallway!" Mr.Graspel say with sigh. some students giggles at that

"ehehee, sorry but i bring the new student!" aristia shout as she points toward me. one thing that i hate.... is attention. good thing i wear my glasses so i can pretend to adjust it.

".... Miss Krista i presume?" Mr.Graspel look at a folder and glance at me.

"y-yes, my name is Krista.." i reply ignoring the looks from others.

"okay class. this is your new student. her name is Krista, hope she doesn't have the same wildness like Miss Aristia" Mr.Graspel smirk at his own words. what is that suppose to mean?

"now choose your own seat" the man points toward the students. but before i could go and choose anything.. aristia pull my hand and let me sit beside her.

"you and i will become a best friend so we have to sit together!" aristia say with a shining eyes.

"a-ah.... okay" i reply with a nervous smile. honestly? i never have a wild friend like her. i glance at my right to see a handsome boy with serious look playing with his pen. his blue hair seems shining from the sunlight while his eyes show coldness. he must be so popular...

speaking of popular, i can feel almost all girls in the class glaring at me when i want to speak to the boy.

'okay.... so that boy is out of my to be friend list' i think with a sigh. aristia snickers beside me

"don't speak to him or you will get attacked by some tigers"

"tiger??" i ask confused. aristia points toward a girl that wear lipsticks with black eye shadow. she also wear fake eyelashes with thick make up

"... looks like a clown" i mumble to myself before a loud laugh accidentally coming from Aristia mouth making Mr.Graspel glares at her.

"one more chance, Miss Speraldo"

"yes sir" aristia answer still holding her laugh. i thought no one hears me but that proved to be wrong

"sorry" i whisper to her getting a thumbs up from the girl.

"Miss Krista, How did Greek architecture influence Roman life?" Mr.Graspel question startled me as i quickly stand up

"T-the Roman Empire's origins were sometime around 500 BCE, and it lasted a very long time, until 476 CE. Roman artistic traditions drew their inspiration from Greek models.The Romans, like the Greeks, carved both free-standing statues and reliefs that were commonly used to decorate temples. As one last example of Greek influence, Roman reliefs, mosaics, and paintings very commonly had Greek mythology as the central theme" i reply automatically.

"ooooooh" my classmates clap their hand at my answer and Mr.Graspel nods sastified. i immediately sit down and adjust my glasses shyly.

"you are a genius" aristia say and pat my back hard.

"o-oof! thank you" i manage to say. after rubbing my back i glance to the right just to see the handsome boy smile at me

"good job" he say and look back to the teacher.

"t-thank you" i reply trying to calm my beating heart. maybe the school is not that a disaster?