𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 - 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘱𝘯

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘐𝘐𝘐

𝐉𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐀𝐑𝐂

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄
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Today is what you can call a perfect day outside. The weather is nice on the skin, with a clear blue sky stretching as far as the eye can see. The sun shines brightly, casting a warm and comforting glow upon everything around you.

You find a cozy spot beneath a tree, its lush foliage shielding you from the sun's rays. Leaning against the sturdy trunk, you gaze upwards, admiring the vibrant green leaves above.

As Sister Krone's footsteps draw nearer, her voice grows louder and louder until she finally reaches you. "You must be Y/n. It's nice to meet you." she greets you warmly. You find yourself hesitating, unsure if you should engage in conversation with her. There's something about her that makes you question whether it's wise to open up.

Curiosity gets the better of her, and she asks, "You're one of the oldest four, aren't you? Why aren't you with them?" Her question strikes a chord within you, causing a frown to form on your face.

"We aren't close." you respond. To your surprise, Sister Krone bursts into laughter, as if your statement is something to find amusement in.

"Aren't close? But how is that possible? You four have grown alongside each other." she remarks, her voice filled with genuine curiosity.

"It's true that we've spent our lives together, but sometimes proximity doesn't always equal closeness." you explain, your voice carrying attitude.

Sister Krone listens intently, her laughter subsiding as she absorbs the information. "I see. What a shame." she remarks, her gaze averting upwards. Just as she turns around to leave, she adds, "Well, speak of the devil."

You quickly glance over and notice Emma, Ray, and Norman approaching, making their way towards you under the shade of the tree. Realizing that you are sitting in their spot, you hurriedly stand up, brushing off your skirt to straighten yourself out.

But before you can make your escape, you hear Emma's voice calling out from behind you. "Wait, Y/n!" You pause, coming to a halt, and hesitantly look over your shoulder to see what she wants.

Ray, with a questioning expression, asks, "Why were you talking with Sister Krone?" The three of them draw closer, their eyes fixed on you, awaiting an explanation. Feeling a sense of weariness, you respond, "Nothing." your voice lacking.

"We want you to join us for a game of tag!" Emma exclaims, her voice brimming as she moves closer to you.

You raise an eyebrow, a hint of disbelief in your expression as you let out a slight scoff. "No." you respond, shaking your head.

Emma, sensing your reluctance and respecting your better judgment, decided not to press any farther and let you walk away.

As you made your way, Norman placed his hand gently on her shoulder, he offered a warm smile to reassure her. "You know how she is. Don't put much thought on it."

As Emma lets out a sigh,"Yeah, I guess you're right." she says.

With a determined stride, she starts walking down the hill towards the group of kids. As she gathers the children around her, her voice carries a playful tone, inviting them to join in on the game of tag.