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"Kaede, I'm back from classe-" Mikan walked through he door, tripping over herself when she found the pianist, sitting at her desk in front of a small mirror, applying a small bit of eyeshadow on her eye lids. The blonde girl had a bit of a nice rose colored lipstick on her lips, and a small bit of blush on her fare cheeks.
"Oh, H-hey Mikan! I was just uhh.. I was getting ready for my date! " Kaede smiled, her teeth were clean, almost like they were freshly brushed.
"Oh, a-am I bothering you? " Tsumiki sat on her bed, getting out her laptop
"No, not at all! Just need some mascara and then I just need to wait for her to come to my dorm so we can head out. "
"Oh, who are you going with? "
"Miu Iruma, she was the one who asked me at the dance, and so I accepted.. "
I should be happy for her.. but why is there a hole in my heart? Like, it hurts for me to hear this, but I don't want to be negative right before Akamatsu goes on a date...
"Oh, w-well I'm happy f-f-for you, what's her t-t-talent? " Mikan looked up from her computer screen, her bandaged finger tips growing cold
"She's the Ultimate Inventor, coincidentally she has a roommate who shares that same talent; I think her name was Mei Hatsume?" Kaede guessed, putting away her eyeshadow pallet and getting out her mascara. "Do I.. Do I look presentable? Because I don't want to look too fancy or too casual since we are going to a restaurant not so far in the town where we went for our costumes. "
"Y-You look wonderful Aka-Akamatsu.. ! Your outfit is honestly really n-nice-"
"Thank you Mikan, earlier Kirumi came over with Junko to help with picking out outfits, surprieingly Junko was kinda nice! "
"Watch where you're going, Nurse Joy! Can't believe it!"
"J-Junko? " Mikan paused, dropping her laptop
'Watch where you're going you skank! -Junko Enoshima'
"I know, but don't worry! She-she won't berate you like you think she would! " Kaede caught onto the look on Mikans face, walking over to pick up the laptop, plopping it onto her lap. "Please don't worry, Miu herself is honestly pretty nice, even if her language is vulgar. She has a soft side. "
"A-and I don't know who she is.. " Mikan blushed, hearing a banging on the door
"Kaediot! Your lovely date is here and I won't wait for you! "
"Oh, that's her. See you soon when I get back! " Kaede waved, smiling gently and walking out the door.
"H-have fun! A-and she left... Miu... Miu seems stern. " Mikan looked back to her laptop, completing a science assignment
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TRIGGER WARNING: THIS PART OF THE CHAPTER CONTAINS THEMES OF SELF HARM (BLADES ARE MENTIONED) AND MENTIONS OF ANOREXIA THAT CAN BE DISTRESSING TO OTHERS
"... I'll never be like her... Never... " a husky voice sobbed in their bathroom, holding a blade in their gloved hands. The razor pressed against their pale, skin, her skinny arms would make you think she had anorexia... well.. because she did
The razor dug deeper into the soft skin, opening up a fresh gash, beet-pink blood rised up to the surface and dripped down her arms and into the sink, making a dripping sound
I'll never be like her