My only source of light

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Everything around her was falling apart as she watched the red puddle forming around her.

Earlier, after they arrived in front of her house, she sat and thought about how she should say goodbye to him, after all, there was something going between them, and leaving just like that didn't seem appropriate. At least not to her.

So the girl offered a hug. Although it lasted at least five seconds for her, her heart felt like it was going to combust, and not in the good way. Not that there is a good way.

After taking her hands off his shoulders she did the only thing she could do in that situation, she ran away from him and towards the house, so fast you could say she was flying.

When the door closed behind her she let herself slide down until her bottom was on the cold tile. Senju couldn't figure out how she managed to move as her legs felt like noodles that were a bit old and falling apart.

Her heart wasn't in a better situation either, it was beating so hard that it looked like it had a little left and was going to go all out or that it was still a little and it was going to explode and she was going to be without it.

Placing her hand on her chest and trying to regain her composure, breathing through her nose, Senju let her head rest against the white door, now feeling much calmer than moments before.

She cursed herself for what she felt now. Because she knew why she felt that way and it made her blush very hard.

She had feelings for a criminal. A criminal who also did whatever she told him, helping small children even if he was a little uncomfortable with the whole thing. Even though he was a criminal he behaved differently with her than with anyone else.

He was kind to her and patient. When Yuzuha told him to come to the college he was already at the main entrance. He always made sure he got her home safely.

And even if he didn't know that she knew about the laps he made around her little neighborhood to make sure no one was going to bother her. And although until now she hated anyone who was overprotective of her, when he did that she felt happy.

She was even happier when he recognized her strength and had nothing to do with the fact that she was tomboyish and that girls shouldn't fight. She loved that about him, the fact that he didn't mind the way she was.

And maybe because he saw her as she was, with no walls between them, Senju was able and confident enough to tell Mikey today that she would choose to stay with him no matter the circumstances.

Thinking about all this a smile stretched across her face, and because she smiled so much today her cheeks hurt a lot. But she pushed the pain away and continued to smile.

Afterwards she remembered the persona standing outside and thought she could at least watch him go. Standing up, a little surprised that she forgot when she turned on the light, she walked over to the living room window.

Mikey was still there, looking towards her house like he had nowhere else to go but there. Leaning against the back of the couch to get a better look, she was a little surprised when his black eyes, blacker than the sky outside, stared into her blue ones.

Surprised, she stepped back, falling completely off the sofa, sighing in relief that she didn't touch the coffee table that was two steps away. Even she did not plan to go back outside to tell the boy to take her to the hospital because she has a contusion.

It will be embarrassing to do than. And the reason why she was hurt in the first place will also be embarrassing to tell.

Getting up quickly from the fluffy carpet, the girl dashed over to the switch she had probably activated earlier when she backed in and shut it leaving darkness behind.