[Reader x Jellal / Mystogan] She was broken and pieced back together. She was ripped to shreds and sewn up again. She was beaten and then healed. But, no matter how much they tried to fix her, she was never quite . . . right in the head afterwards. Afraid of losing the last bit of sanity - and memories - she still had, she glued them all onto old, ripping paper in a scrapbook. Trying to fix them, one by one. Just like they did to her.