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When Kumiko Kete was only four years old; her quirk manifested.
It started off with an itch on the palm of her hand that wouldn't go away. She recalled going to the doctor with her parents at that early age and being told there was nothing in her system that indicated any illnesses.
She was prescribed with medicine that failed to do the job; and before she knew it, one day, she woke up and saw it. The cloudy white eye that only she could feel blink open whenever she closed her real ones.
It petrified her, and she had asked to get it surgically removed for years to come. However, each time her wealthy parents agreed with her wish, she found that it would just reappear itself in other parts of her body. Each surgery.
All twenty seven of them.
The 'evil eye', as she had called it, would always come back.
By the time she was eleven; she knew this eye was part of her quirk, and despite not being able to look at it because of the way it only opened against her movements; One night...She decided to forcefully move the eyelid aside and stare right into it.
She saw her own future— Her parents demise, leaving behind their fortune. Her successful hero work, meeting her husband and giving birth to only one daughter at the age of twenty seven.
This, and everything in between she saw and couldn't believe until it started happening.
She promised herself to never look into her future again; if it meant she could see her own death too. However, that promise was broken years later. On the night [____] Amachi was born.
🌸DAY 17(still the same day)🌸
At around 11:43pm, a very tired Himeko Amachi arouse from her fourth nap of the day and tiredly put on her house slippers to walk downstairs, towards her kitchen.
A few maids were there, preparing everything for next day's breakfast, lunch and dinner when they stopped their tracks to show their respect to the lady of the house. "Good evening, Mrs. Amachi."
[____]'s mother covered a long yawn with one of her hands. Her husband was away for a while, he had travelled to meet up with his own parents and talk about [____]'s condition in person. He left his lovely wife in the care of the young butler and her mother. "Hello...Have any of you seen my mother?"
"Mrs. Amachi's mother is in the patio; she requested some chrysanthemum tea for you two, so we took the liberty to brew the freshest flowers from there, earlier." One of the maids then asked if it was fine for her to deliver the tea in a porcelain container and follow after her.
Himeko nodded, taking a bite of a fake apple that was begging to be grabbed from their gold-plated fruit bowl. "Oh. This is styrofoam."
Oddly enough, though. It tasted just fine to her so she kept taking bites out of it.
"Mrs. Amachi, if there is any snack you'd like us to prepare for you, at any time, please let us know." The other maid seemed a little worried for the pregnant woman and her odd taste buds. Just last night she was caught eating ice cubes sprinkled with oregano. "We have real red apples in the fridge..."
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"Mother; hello." Himeko had finished the fake apple and was then munching on a real one. She wanted to spit it out. "We brought you your tea."
"Himeko. I've been waiting for you, here, for hours. What took you so long?" The old woman raised an eyebrow at the mess she could only assume was once her beautiful daughter.
