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i'm losing interest in this book, srry guys.
this is pretty much the end. ily all<3 /p
"WHAT?!" yoimiya yelled, alerting everyone in the room. everyone was in the student council office, as it was empty. "you and... no way, i never expected it!"
[name] and scaramouche had entered holding hands, and now they were sharing an ice cream sundae. "yes, yoimiya," he said. "we're dating."
"with SCARAMOUCHE?!" itto boomed in disbelief. "wow. scaramouche is really lucky. how did he even fall in love?"
"i just knew him longer than i thought i did," said [name], chuckling. "remember when i first met him? it wasn't really our first meeting."
haypasia had heard the news soon after.
"congratulations, you two," said haypasia, smiling as she dragged her boyfriend; he begged her for forgiveness. "it was about time. it was so obvious!"
"really? that we liked each other?"
"yes, silly."
the news spread widely through the school in a matter of minutes. ei had invited the two into her office to have a long chat regarding their relationship. "it's true!" she gasped, watching the two of them kiss before entering. "you two are so sweet. my kunikuzushi finally found someone he loves."
the two of them flushed in embarrassment after sitting down on the two seats placed in front of her desk. ei pushed her glasses up, her expression serious. "kuni, this isn't to make someone jealous, right? you're seriously in love with her?"
"i literally woke up thinking about her," he replied with a sour expression, kissing her knuckle softly.
"good, i don't want the poor girl getting heartbroken. i can tell she really loves you," ei rambled. "and you do look a little familiar... goodness, [name], it's you! his childhood best friend!"
"that's me," she replied nervously.
after a long chat, they left the school building, as it was the last day. the previous day, scaramouche had helped her move out of her house in secret. there were cardboard boxes outside his house, which contained her belongings. books, stationary, plushies, etc.
"thank you so much," she whispered, giving him a tight hug. "thank you. and i think your mother is trying to be better."
"really?" he whispered back, returning the hug. he smiled gently. "but maybe not your mother."
"i'll heal," she said confidently. "the first step is putting effort in to get away from them. then i can start getting better."
while she unpacked her stuff, scaramouche showed her an empty room that hadn't been used in years. they cleaned up the dust and grime, then she started organizing her stuff. he admired her as she worked, noticing the inner and outer beauty that she always seemed to channel. "do you need some help?"
"how about organizing these books?"
the stack was tall.
he sweatdropped.
"uh..." he paused. "fine."
after they finished unpacking and setting up, she jumped onto her bed and through the duvet covers in relief. "it feels so nice, you know."
"to have love?"
"not only that," she told him. "it's nice to be... well, free. i feel free at last. no more lack of privacy. no more overworking myself for validation. no more sleeping outside. just peace and that's enough for me."
"i get that," scaramouche smiled. "like the weight is off your shoulders. a thousand pounds of anxiety."
"a thousand pounds of anxiety," [name] agreed.
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"...and that's how i met your mother," said the young man, who had finished telling his children the tale.
"ew, they're flirting!" one of their children exclaimed in disgust when she watched them kiss.
"at least they love each other," another one protested.
[name] chuckled from the kitchen, stirring the ramen on the stove. "dinner is ready!" she exclaimed, kissing her husband as she entered, and patting her kids on the head.
"that apron always looks beautiful on you," scaramouche noted.
"how about i buy a my little pony hot pink one for you?" she replied playfully. her husband punched her in the stomach playfully.
"fight! fight! fight!" the children yelled in chorus. she shook her head and gestured for them to eat. they picked at their noodles excitedly.
scaramouche had been left in the dark ever since he was a young child. his mother, driven by the grief of their father's death, took out her anger on her children. his sisters had been there to support him all throughout his life, and they had their fair share of arguments.
[name] had lived a happy childhood. it all went down when she started attending middle school. her mother's love had turned on her and instead it was replaced with hate and aggravation. the faded scars tingled.
no matter, because those scars were gone now, as if the light string of fate pulled them together with the simple matter of mutual friends and the same highschool.
after dinner, [name] took her children stargazing in the backyard. the picnic blanket was laid down on the grass along with a telescope.
"it's my turn to look through it!" usagi yelled.
"no, it's my turn!" said rosalyne.
"i think it's actually mine," said ranpo, taking off his glasses to see through the telescope. his two sisters protested and tried to get him to stop, but he wouldn't budge.
"look, i see orion," said [name], pointing at the constellation. "long ago, there was a great hunter and his name was orion. one day in the forest after he'd been exiled from chios' kingdom. he met a beautiful woman named athena while she was bathing in the waters. he went to live with her, and one day, he threatened to kill all the animals in the world. gaea, goddess of the earth, sent a scorpion after him to stop him from making them extinct. the scorpion and the orion constellation are quite close together, don't you think? but that's just a story. don't believe in them for real, they might overtake you."
"but what if we want to believe in them?" said usagi.
"yeah, what if we want to?" rosalyne and ranpo chorused.
"then you believe in them," scaramouche chuckled. "look, my darling, it's snowing. in the middle of november, too. isn't that odd?"
"...but, s-scara... it's always..." her eyes drooped shut. "...snowing."
scaramouche woke up from his nightmare, hugging his wife tightly. the children were already asleep. "i just had a weird dream," he whispered to her. she didn't respond. her eyes were glassy, the eyeshine was gone. she seemed paralyzed.
"...[name]?"
he froze.
no way.
"[name], are you awake?"
only silence was heard.
"[NAME]!" he screamed desperately, tears dripping over her lifeless body.
too late.
he had been too late to notice.
and the price was that she was now gone, taken away by the grim reaper.
she was gone.
for good.
and there was nothing he could do to stop that.
even if he had pleaded with celestia.
"i love you," he whispered, the cold, clear liquid dripping onto her body, drop by drop, until he broke down and he was shattered like a fragile glass.
"don't... d-don't leave me."
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