𝔹𝕦𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕤

ꜱᴛʀɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ

Loneliness wasn't alien to her.

Sure, she missed Riko.

She's still a middle schooler and one more year until she comes here.

They did hang out, like today.

They came to shibuya.

"Senpai! It's my first time going to shibuya"

"I've went before actually"

"Ehhh, but you said your parents don't take you anywhere"

"I went alone"

"Woah, that's cool"

Riko found everything cool.

Shibuya's roads sang the symphony of memories.

The only memories of her life she'd like to treasure until the last moment of her life.

In her life full of boredom.

She adored Riko and was afraid that she was not able to express just how much she mattered to her.

She was the sole sun in her life right then.

After all, she never saw the butterflies again.

Maybe Gojo never existed.

She had no proof.

How can she make sure she wasn't the one who bought the earrings and the plushie?

Like she was a damn science student, what the hell is a sorcerer?

She and Riko explored the city,

She loved how these times were spent in laughter's and chatters.

"Senpai, let's get on the ferries wheel!"

"Sure" Ana booked the tickets with ease.

"Senpai, did you ride it alone too?"

"Maybe"

They even went to sunglasses shop, apparently, Riko wanted heart shaped sunglasses too.

The old manager eyed her.

"Hey missy, your brother is not here today?"

"My... brother?" Ana tilted her head.

"The white haired lad, sorry, you looked so alike, I jumped in conclusions "

Ana's feelings were so mixed, it came as a complete numbness.

A hollow comfort, a dull surity.

So he did exist.

She wasn't happy to know that she wasn't schizophrenic but rather that she was ever embraced by someone.

"He... left for a boarding school"

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Riko didn't question it, damn this girl is too perfect.

But soon, ana will be too busy with her high school studies.

Riko will grow up to make cooler friends.

No friendship lasts long .

The mission is to make sure it doesn't end in flames of hatred.

Quite a hard mission indeed.

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The months go by, and Ana's life loosens all complexity.

Her eating habits, remains unchanged.

Though the slip ups frequents.

But she was still little miss perfect in highschool.
.the first year was univentfull.