The 15-year-old sits on the school campus, her legs crossed and her mind occupied. Watching as her hair is carried by the light-blowing wind, she grabs hold of a braid, wrapping it around her finger. She gazes at the jaded hair with a dejected look on her face.

Callie hadn't been feeling herself lately. Everybody's favorite fern-haired, peppy girl hasn't been very peppy at all this week; Not being loud, bubbly, or annoying in a friendly way. She was awfully quiet and seemed wistful.

It was strange. She wasn't as cheerful in the morning, not greeting or hugging every friend she sees. She wasn't even bugging her best friend, Athena anymore like she typically does. One blonde friend of hers in particular seemed to notice Callie's sudden change in personality.

Shun noticed her sudden misery when she walked past him in a hallway with her hands in her pockets, and staring blankly at the floor. She saw him, side-eyed him, and continued to tread, which was quite unusual.

Everybody knows how much Callie loves Shun; Every time she catches him by himself, she surprises him, jumping on him from behind and pulling him into a hug. She likes talking with him whenever she can, whenever she sees him. Shun enjoys his time with her, how she's so enthusiastic and happy whenever they talk.

He caught up with her and decided to start a conversation himself.
"Hey, Callie!" He smiled brightly at her. She looked at him, eyes half open. "..Hi," She responded, half-smiling. He noticed the slight redness in her scleras but said nothing about it. "How's your day going? You doin' okay?" He asked, putting his hand on her shoulder as they walked. She shrugged. "Mm, I guess..."

Yep. Something was up.

"Oh. Well, I hope it gets better," Shun smiled, side-hugging her. "I'll see you later, Callie," He kissed her cheek as she'd always done whenever she bid him farewell. And not even that got a reaction out of the girl.

He ran off, now concerned about his friend's current state.

Now, Dahl stands in the bathroom, a pair of scissors in her hand. Her braids are undone, and her curly thick hair is now in 4 low pigtails down her back.

One thing about Callie was that she had always loved to express herself with her hair; Always had it in fun and cute styles, from afro puffs with tinsel weaved in to crazy jaded braids littered with all sorts of beads and hair jewels.

She thinks she's found a style to express how she feels now.

The blonde wondered where she was as he walked past the dorm rooms. He'd already asked everybody he knew on campus if they'd seen Callie, but no one knew where she was now. Not even her adoptive mother, Miss Bliss. Not even her roommate, Athena.

When he'd gotten to her room, the door was slightly open. Shun walked in, knowing no one was in there.

Or at least he thought no one was in there.

She slowly raises the sharp tool, staring at it in the mirror. Shakily, she grabs hold of one pigtail, placing it just between the blades. Tears begin to well in her eyes as her hands remain in the same position, but she doesn't move a muscle.

Hot tears begin to roll down her face.

And she cried, over nothing,

Shun stood in the presumably empty room, looking at Callie's side.

Disappointed, he turns to leave. He reaches for the doorknob, but just as he's about to leave, he hears a clutter.

He goes further into the room and sees the bathroom door cracked open, just enough to see someone standing in front of the mirror. He sees scissors on the sink. When he looks up, he quietly gasps, putting a hand over his mouth.

So there was nothing I could do to stop... her from cutting

"Callie..?" Shun says in disbelief, his voice barely a whisper.

Callie turns around, startled by his sudden appearance. And likewise, he's dumbfounded by hers.

The sink is stained with dried tears, and the floor is littered with voluminous fern-colored hair.

"H-Hey, Shun," She mutters, wiping away her tears.

"Callie..." His expression goes solemn, as he stands motionless in front of her. Not even thinking, he walks up to her and pulls her into a hug, his eyes fluttering closed.

Limp in his arms for a moment, she hugs him back, squeezing him tightly.

Her beautiful [green] hair off.

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