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She was sitting on her bed, just looking through a bunch of old photos. Some of family, others of friends. They had found the pictures in a box underneath her bed, looking for a lost sock at first.
"Y/n, your girlfriend's here~" A friend of theirs teased, peeking her head through her door.
They flipped her off and she laughed after leaving them alone.
After graduation, her and Shimizu had a close relationship. Even closer than the one in high school, once again, if it could be called that. They started going on real dates, not like the make-up ones from before. And from time to time, Y/n would even pop up to see her just because.
"What're you doing?" Shimizu chuckled.
"Pictures." They held one up.
She sat beside them, and observed them with her.
"I thought you had work today."
"I took off. I wanted to see you."
"You drove thirty minutes."
"So?" She shrugged it off.
The two promised to keep in contact after agreeing to go their separate ways. Y/n would facetime her in the middle of the night just to ask if she wanted to watch them take the trash out in case she got snatched and she would call at 12AM exactly claiming that she didn't call them just to talk for hours. But after that, Shimizu would go out of her way to drive to them.
"Who's that?" She pointed at the picture she held.
The picture was taken during elementary school. A simple photo of her and some old friends was all it was.
"Some kids I used to know, we don't talk much though." "I was carrying at least five feet and a couple inches."
"So your height isn't just some lucky growth spurt?"
"What gave you that idea?"
"Name one person who grows every week instead of every few months."
"Fair." They dug through the box some more.
She pulled out a smaller photo. It was of her and her Dad at a pier. They each held up a fish.
"To this day I can't even look at fish." She shivered.
"What's so bad about fish?"
"It bit me once my Dad left it off the hook."
"Poor thing."
"Thank you."
"I was talking about the fish. But poor you too." "Traumatized by a fish." She poked their arm, chuckling.
"It was eating me." They pouted.
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A trip to the cafeteria was good enough for them because afterwards they ended up getting a mini lunch and were eating on the terrace.
