Dahlia supermall is just one of the many malls here in Naga City. However, personally, I see not much distinct differences between them all.
All of these malls are white, wide and crowded. Unless I'm misremembering things.
There are so many people everyday especially on weekends. Today, because it's afterschool on Friday, most customers and visitors are students ranging from grade 7 to college.
Elementary students are rare. And even if there are one, they're accompanied by their parents or guardians.
Therefore, this place is dominated by highschool students— mostly in grade 7.
Well I understand. Being in grade 7 is like finally stepping up on maturity platform. It would feel like you're now in the adult world.
You're no longer that elementary student who goes straight home.
I observed that most grade 7 students are copying what the adults do: wanting to drink, messed around, going somewhere far or partying, and putting on a colorful make up.
Well it's fine actually. Besides, whatever happen is all on you. That's your desire.
And these are now more observed in the present years. Even in the last three years in fact.
It seems that the world become more open, privileged, and complacent.
One more reason for a tragedy to occur.
Whatever.
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To summarize, malls are pretty much a hangout places for students.
Inside this mall, a variety of leisure and luxury could be found all over the place. Ranging from food, clothes, cinemas, games, etc.
Oh. Speaking of games, I decided to play an arcade game with Eli-chan. It's been a while since I went to one as well.
The arcade room could be found on the second floor. So we either go by stairs, escalator, or by elevator.
“Eli-chan, how do you want to go upstairs?”
“........”
She's ignoring me.
Since she came back with the canned soda she bought at the plaza several minutes earlier, Eli-chan have been ignoring me.
She isn't even looking at me. Her eyes are looking straight forward but I know she's not looking at me at all.
She doesn't speak. She walks when I walk. She stops when I stop. She's just basically following me.
This reminds me of the past where she had been stalking me. The feeling is almost the same.
“Let's go by elevator then.”
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