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Kurumi's index finger continued to trace over her bottom lip as her mind searched for something to connect to the feeling that was growing in the pit of her stomach. Kurumi sort of just stared at the ground, searching her memory for something that she felt was there, but finding nothing but dark patches and nothing. If it really was nothing...then why were her lips throbbing?
The Gryffindor glanced up at Treyen for a brief moment before looking back at all the plaques. He knew something...but he wasn't saying anything and the way he was studying her made her feel sort of uncomfortable.
Noticing Treyen crossing his arms out of the corner of her eye, she turned to the side and stood very straight all of a sudden. She smiled faintly, but her eyes began to shimmer in the sunlight seeping through the window. She would have been composed, for the most part, had he not added the 'a lot' at the end of what he said, but because he had Kurumi felt the need to bit down on her bottom lip. "Yeah...summers," she nodded. She just wouldn't be around anywhere but home for this coming one...for obvious reasons that she really didn't want to discuss right now. It would only make her cry.
Kurumi opened her mouth to ask if he had been accepted to that acting school he had mentioned he wanted to attend, when the wind was literally knocked out of her with his next words. It wasn't a question. It was a statement. A statement that caused the Gryffindor to swallow hard and her eyes to widen. "W-W-W-What do you mean?" Her question was genuine. What DID he mean? Why was her heart racing so fast? Why were her cheeks flushing? Why was her hair starting to change colors? And...most importantly...why didn't she...have any memory connected to the sudden changes her body felt?
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like |
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