By Zenryhao
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Everyone
loves the first day of school, right? New year, new classes, new friends. It's
a day full of potential and hope, before all the dreary depressions of
reality show up to ruin all the fun.I like the first day of school for a
different reason, though. You see, I have a sort of power. When I look at
people, I can...sense a sort of aura around them. A colored outline based on
how long that person has to live. Most everyone I meet around my age is
surrounded by a solid green hue, which means they have plenty of time left.A
fair amount of them have a yellow-orangish tinge to their auras, which tends to
mean a car crash or some other tragedy. Anything that takes people "before
their time" as they say.The real fun is when the auras venture into the
red end of the spectrum, though. Every now and again I'll see someone who's
basically a walking stoplight. Those are the ones who get murdered or kill
themselves. It's such a rush to see them and know their time is numbered.With
that in mind, I always get to class very early so I can scout out my classmates'
fates. The first kid who walked in was basically radiating red. I chuckled to
myself. Too damn bad, bro. But as people kept walking in, they all had the
same intense glow. I finally caught a glimpse of my rose-tinted reflection in
the window, but I was too stunned to move. Our professor stepped in and locked
the door, his aura a sickening shade of green.
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