𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙾𝚗𝚎: 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛

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Chapter One: For November

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How much time has passed now?

There wasn't a concept of time for you. If you want to it slow down.. You would. If you wanted to speed things out, then you'd gladly do so. Stopping it wouldn't be a problem, too. Although time can easily be manipulated. There's no way to turn back. You can savor and speed things up to your liking, but returning wasn't possible. "Ai.." Your voice softly called out to the person beside.

"Yes, my friend?" That soothing tone always cheers you up. In this dark, suffocating, and cold world. She was the only one who stayed. Your eyes fluttered open, looking at her with a smile. Everything was non-existent, you were sitting in blank space, and she was the only picture you could see in your eyes.

"What am I doing here?" At one particular time, that question snapped out of you.

Now that you've thought about it.. why are you in this space?

You gained consciousness a long time ago, and you never even questioned your existence. Ai was always there accompanying you, so you never thought about anything else. You sat alone, floating into nothingness, and everything that you wished just appeared before you. What was the point of your existence?

Is it only you and Ai that is present in this world?

"Why would you ask such a question?" Ai shortly chuckled, fluttering her red hair as soon as her head tilted. "This is a world for friends like you and me. We are here to be together, Minatozaki Chiyo."

"Really?" It makes sense.

You cleared your throat as if nothing had ever happened prior. She made a point. What could be important except for your friendship?

You only need her.

And she only needs you.

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"Stop tugging my hair!"

"Why don't you stop letting your hair slap my face first?" Obvious frustration and chaos were evolving within the halls, yet they all knew and chose not to intefere the two. "Hanako-kun!" Yashiro grunted, turning to the apparitions in an upset tone. The male raised his hands, surrendering to her. Yet, that doesn't mean he'll stop teasing. "If you keep doing that. I might as well choose not to accompany you to the meeting!"

"Fine! I'm sorry, okay? I'll stop." Again, with his empty promises. Yashiro knew he was nowhere near the stage of wanting to stop, and it's evident by his michievous grin. However, he managed to restrain himself from fidgeting his fingers on her hair and kept a safe distance. It's peaceful, at least for now.

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