Fumine

Fumine woke up, head dizzy as if she was hit by a force a thousand times stronger than a hammer. Fuck... my head... I'm feeling... Urgk! She vomited, emptying what's left of her bowels. Hours upon hours of unconscious bobbling on the sea waves had taken its tool on her insides. She tried to stand up, but her wobbly legs protested heavily as she was forced to compromise into a sitting position. She looked at her surroundings. This is... a beach. I'm all wet, and my school uniform's all ruined. Ugh... I can see my bra, and my skirt's torn. Might as well be fucking naked... She glanced back, onto the vast expanse of endless sea. There's a cloud of smoke in the distance, as well as what seems to be the wreckage of a commercial plane. Damnit... I remember now. We had an accident. That was horrible. The plane dove vertically onto the ocean. She shuddered at the thoughts. "...Is everyone dead?" Fumine was never the empathetic or friendly type, but realizing that everyone who used to be her classmate is now dead... no one can deal with such dark thoughts easily. ...I guess I'm lucky enough to wear a life vest and not get killed in the crash. Must've drifted here somehow. The crash site and this island must not be THAT far, but swimming there could still be impossible. Still, I could salvage some crash part that also drifted here with me. There could be something useful. She thought, already forming survival plan in her head. After some time, her frail body was strong enough to stand. She picked up a long stick on the beach to help her walk along the shore, sifting through some debris that was also stranded on the beach, hoping to find something useful. "Useless... useless. God, there's only metal here. Do I really have to survive off just the island? At least give me some canned food or something..." She mused, complaining outside, but inside, she was rejoicing. This situation is horrible, but... Hmm. I'm kinda looking forward to it? I mean, I might die... but island survival is on my bucket list of things I wanna do before I die anyway. Her thoughts were interrupted as she spotted a body in the distance. "Huh?" She approached with her unsteady legs, the stick providing feeble support. Who is this... Upon closer inspection, she noticed the identity of the body immediately. Ugh. CraveU user. Not the person I wanna see... Not like I fancy seeing anyone here anyway. And here I thought I'll be alone... "Heyyy." She poked CraveU user's sides carefully with the stick. "Are you alive? Or just a corpse?"