All Chapters of The Boy who Circled Time: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Belinda made sure to keep her red face away from Green_One when he picked back up talking about the fairy tales in the book that he had been reading before she had arrived.Belinda hated herself.She hated how her face all flushed up and left her absolutely defenceless and unable to lie in the face of embarrassment or the slightest hint of pressure. She absolutely hated how she was unable to control all her mess ups and how she never learned after each and every inevitable incident when she embarrassed herself and then repeated those same mistakes over and over again.She had embarrassed herself again, after bursting out into tears already and getting Green_One's shirt wet. She had already burdened him, and now, she was putting him under even more unnecessary and undue pressure.Why had she thought that this was a good idea to begin with?Just because she liked books and knew that there was going to be at least one other person, so she

The clock that beamed out from the bottom of Silver's opened screen and hologram computer ticked down the remaining few, scant minutes that they all had left of their breaktime before they were mandated to work once more.Green_One gritted his teeth as the clock eliminated one more minute, as one more minute had flown by and there had been no apparent sign of Yellow_Two, the only one there, of all of them, to have any sort of medical training in the slightest and the only one of them who would know how to fix what was going on with Gretel.The clock ticked away another minute and then, and only then, did the doors open once more, revealling another guard entering in and Yellow_Two close behind him, her face tilted downwards onto the floor as she walked with exactly one foot in front of her at a time, stopping between each and every pace that she made."Yellow! Gretel won't wake up!" Green_One called out to her, hearing the desperation and urgency in his voice as

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Gretel proceeded through the morning by pretending that nothing had happened.She had washed her uniform the night before in the bath, taking advantage of the scentless bar of soap provided and the shampoo to ensure that it did not smell and was fit to be worn.She tested whether the garments were still wet or not and was left numb when she discovered that they were in fact dry.It was an improvement.She was no longer shaking in terror. She was no longer hyperventilating and struggling for breath.She was no longer fighting with her mind and heart directly to convince them both that she was alive, as dark, impossible shadows swallowed up each and every corner of the room and her heart felt as if it was beginning to skip beats as it raced so fast with Gretel's chest. She was half convinced that it was eager to run away from her body and somewhere outside towards freedome.The mental image of the organ jumping along

Yuki was not a patient woman.She knew that she was not a patient woman.Her life outside her house had shaped her far more than what her parents had hoped for her. She remembered all the people from the schools looking at her as if she was some sort of outcast and someone fundementally different or separate from the everyday. She was the spectacle to behold whenever she changed schools to attend a new place, but each and every time, eventually the spectacle wore off and she was treated as an outcast.She was not part of the friendship groups and social circles that had formed long before she had come to a particular place. She was often far too late to join any kind of sports team, leaving her only able to qualify for academic clubs and competitions later in the year, often relying on her own grades to even get the chance to apply, not at all like all the others who were allowed to join at the beginning of the year no matter how they performed in lesson.