Posted in Poetry

Temporary Harmony

 “Two in harmony surpasses one in perfection.”

-Kirijou family, Persona 3

“Is it fine, if I write a poem about you? But please don’t tell anyone.”

“It’s okay.”

“Sorry, I lied. It’s not about you, it’s about us.”

Monochrome no more,
Grace never hides
Mute no more, with lively cheers
Aesthetical world beyond

Too much fitting, feels like trolling
I stop denying

Staring into nothing

We are black and white,
We are love and hate,
We are left and right,
We are smile and tear.

But, as if!

Smiling gladly, although lonely
Running from fantasy, which chases wildly
Singing quietly, with silent melody,
Knowing reality, the temporary harmony,
resides forever within me.
Posted in Poetry


Where not long ago the land freed,
A melancholic, not believing without proof,
Without any proof to prove
Where to above knives are dull
Where knock of the gavel depends on money
Where votes determines everything
Where conscience fades
Where pitiful laughs of the ‘common’ sense
Supressed minority, dregs left
Bad is said good, good is said bad
Right is wrong, wrong is right
Forbidden became permissible,
according to the will.
Don’t understand? Seek and find. Don’t care? Be Self-conscious.
Dig further, fall farther.
By the time it happens, end of the world,
your fault.
Posted in Fiction

A Fanfiction by Originica

Genre: Romance (this time with happy ending(?))

Word Count: 1,349

Summary: Falling in love is troublesome. And what would you do if your crush with difficult personality never notices you? Luckily, Michiko has a or two friends to help her gain some attention from the perfectionist Ichi-sama.

Comment: FInally it’s done after six months, and woah, it’s quite long. I hope you won’t get bored reading this. Actually I tried to break it into two parts, but I don’t know where to, since it’ll be less interesting if it wasn’t a cliffhanger.

Special thanks to Himeko Sakura and Michiko Yuuta

~Happy Reading~

“Cheer up, Ichinomiya. You did great earlier-“

“Silence, Aose. You don’t know anything.”

“…no, not again.”

It’s not unusual for a depressed Ryouichi to be rude, no matter how friendly he actually is. The gloomy youth cornered in the empty classroom, while Haruhito trying to find his key locker in his bag.

“Screw my gets-nervous-easily nature,” Ryouichi whined, “I could’ve done better for a better score…”
A loud sigh followed by a small ring. When it comes to grades, no one can stop the perfectionist Ichi-sama.
“Seriously, not again, Ichinomiya. Anyway, I’m going to eat and leave you here alone with  your constant whining if you don’t get up. Now.”

Michiko Yuuta squealed like how she’s an in-love high school girl. When it comes to Ryouichi, she wouldn’t stop squealing and fangirling over the dark-haired youth. Sakura, who was walking beside her, seemed paying few to no attention to the girl’s rambling about Ryouichi.

It’s not like it’s something unusual, after all.

But sometimes, even just listening from Michiko’s cheery tone left a trace of happiness in her heart. She couldn’t hide her smile, and she admit she’s grateful that she had a friend that was able to (subconsciously) share her happiness with her.

Ichinomiya Ryouichi was a quite popular boy in the school, due to his intelligence… and perfectionism. He always put all-out efforts, to make sure he got the best grades. He had no major weakness, even his shyness wasn’t a big hindrance for him. He only had slight difficulty in public speaking and socializing.

“What was his name again? Aose Haruhito, isn’t it?”, she pondered for a while, “People say he’s one of the most mischievious one here, but he looks like a good person.”
Sakura wasn’t really paying attention, but she would be lying if she wasn’t startled at the name. She only shrugged while Michiko continued, “Not to mention he’s friendly to everyone. Weird.”

Sometimes Sakura wondered if Michiko had something else to talk about, anything but about boys. She’s used to Michiko’s gossiping and squealing, but she wanted to at least avoid talking about Haruhito.

“What do you think I should do, Sakuuuuu?”, Michiko whined, “I don’t even think he knows my name.”

Asking about boys and love life to Himeko Sakura was a great mistake.

“Maybe you should talk to him directly, don’t just give him codes or seek for attention like that. I don’t think he would understand, not even notice you,” she answered, though she really have no idea. “And stay positive, Micchi. I’m sure at least he knows your name and class. Almost everyone here knows you.”

“Awww, you’re my best friend, Saku,” Michiko squealed again, this time for a different reason. “Thank you for your advice. I’ll try to talk to him.”

Ryouichi almost choked on his drink.

“What? Me?”

Staring dumbfoundedly at the girl, Ryouichi waited for confirmation about what he’s just heard.

“Mmhm! You’re one of the smartest students I know, so I think you could teach me some of these.”

“But I’m not good at teaching- Ah, why don’t you ask Aose? He got over 90 for the last test, I’m sure he can teach you better than me. Anyway, a teacher called me earlier, so I have to go now. Sorry, see you later.”

And Ryouichi walked past Aose without another word and left the classroom before Aose or Michiko can stop him. After he completely disappeared, the classroom stayed silence for a while. Until the dark-haired girl screeched at Aose.

“You entered this classroom right when there is- no, there was a great timing for me to get Ichinomiya’s attention because I’m sure he could teach me some of these and-“


‘…crap,’ she thought. Meanwhile, Haruhito was laughing hysterically.
With that, Michiko slapped Haruhito at his back.
“Ouch! Wait, wait! I mean, listen!”
“Why do I have to listen to you?!”
“Calm down, Yuuta. I know you like him, and I know something useful for you.”

Michiko slumped. She couldn’t really trust Haruhito, plus from his reputation he can be an annoying bastard sometimes.
There was a brief silence before Haruhito continued.

Ryouichi sneezed suddenly, startling the youth which is sitting across him.

“Got a flu?” Haruhito asked.
“I feel more like someone is talking about me. Behind me.”
“Maybe girls,” Haruhito took the last bite of his sandwich. “You know how much they like gossiping over us.”
“You. Not us.” Ryouichi deadpanned.

“Well, look. I know that there’s this girl that likes you and tries to get your attention. But sadly you never notice her and she never stop trying.” Haruhito shifted on his seat and rested his chin on his left palm. Ryouichi raised his eyebrows.
“How do you know?”
“You know me. By looking at her, I know.”

Ryouichi sighed, displeased by Haruhito’s answer. “Yeah, whatever.”

“I know you don’t believe me, but at least give the girl some attention! She’d be very happy for sure.”
“…I’ll try to.”

“And that how it went,” Haruhito said finishing his story. “So you just need to stay positive like Saku-chan told you.”

Michiko startled a bit.

“Wait, what do you mean by Saku-chan-? How come you call her like that? Does she even allow you to? I don’t even think she knows you, neither you know her-“

“Aaanywaaaaay, it’s not like Ichinomiya’s avoiding you or anything. He may be a bit shy sometimes, especially with girls, but that’s how it is. So cheer up and don’t give up, I know you like him and I’ll support you too,” Haruhito winked. Michiko threw a glare in suspicion.

“You’re not avoiding my question, are you?”
“No, you -are- changing the topic. Or at least, you tried to.”
“I’m not! You are!”
“Nope. It’s obvious that you are.”
“I’m not! Don’t act like you know anything about me! And don’t spill it to anyone else if you don’t want your head to be hung in the basketball ring!”

As always, Michiko closed her locker with a loud bang, startling the girl standing next to her.

“Calm down, Micchi. You should be careful with your things,” Saku patted Michiko’s back, which was seemingly, annoyed. “I-“


Michiko turned slowly to see Ichinomiya walking into her direction, with books in his hand and bag hanging over his shoulder. She couldn’t help but start squealing inside. Oh, and not to forget, with Haruhito trailing behind Ichinomiya.

“I’m sorry, I was called by a teacher yesterday. And it seems Aose here hasn’t taught you yet, so if you still need to be taught…” Ichinomiya trailed.

It takes a few seconds for Michiko to process what was just happened.

“Ah, really? Thank you very much! But when are you able to teach me?” Michiko trying to hold back from grinning widely.

“Actually, when are you going to have the test? I’m free today and tomorrow.”

Saku, who was just finished packing her belongings, slumped her back over her shoulder and cut their conversation. “Um, Micchi? If you don’t mind, can I go home first?”

Michiko said to her friend, “It’s okay! See you tomorrow then, Saku-chan!”
“See you tomorrow, Micchi,” Sakura whispered, “And good luck.” “Aww, thank you, Saku-chan!” They high-fived, then Sakura walked past Ryouichi and Haruhito without another word. Fortunately she didn’t notice that the dark-haired youth had been eyeing her for a few seconds.

“Well, I’ll go too, then,” Haruhito shifted on his place. Ryouichi turned his head to him and commented, “you’re going home? This early? That’s so unusual of you.”
“Nah, I’m going to the gym,” he patted Ryouichi lightly on the shoulder, then jogged with a grin. “See ya!”

Meanwhile, Michiko was standing there, dumbfounded, with eyes sparkled and mouth slightly agape. Though, her joy was still gone unnoticeable by the youth. “Let’s go, then?”

The girl now trailed behind him silently. Although she knew that she mustn’t fail the next test, she couldn’t help but getting her focus scattered on her study.


Posted in General, Letters


Maybe  I want to thank those who visited my blog first.

Anyway, uh, yeah, so I want to- no, I have to admit have so much cons in writing. More like, blogging.

My teacher gave me a link to a page, which contains 81 tips from 24 bloggers.  That’s aa lot, but most of them are just the same.  And most them are something I haven’t done until now.  So, 3 of the most crucial thing that I need in blogging are:

  1. Consistency

I know I’ve been writing inconsistently lately, like posting 1-2 posts at a time and then not posting  anything for a few months. And that’s why I’m happy if there is -any- visitor, even though just one. :/

2.  Specific Theme

I admit this blog looks like chicken salad. But starting from now on, I’ll focus more on writing fiction, poetry, and answering questions from askbox (and blogging assignments from school too of course).

3.   Trying to write on different PoVs

An extremely difficult thing to do. Though I want to make my blog as interesting and useful as I can, doing it is actually not easy at all. If possible even, I’d be happy if my blog is useful for studying or you can get any inspiration from reading my posts 🙂

But, you know. Easier said than done.