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Capítulo XIII- ¿Que hacer?
Nobara hummed to the music flowing softly out of her phone, flipping through Atsuki's sketchbooks. The red-headed girl had given her permission to flip through her most recent sketchbooks. She had first looked through the new one she had recently started after she joined her in her dorm room. That book was open on the table Atsuki glanced at it every now and then for her reference. A collection of pins was in between her lips as she pierced the cloth on her mannequin.
Nobara had asked if it was okay to look at more of her designs. Atsuki gladly picked out four other sketchbooks for her. The older ones were stored away on the bottom bookshelf to avoid the humiliation of her previous designs. She already had to look at photos of herself on the media, and she didn't want to question for the millionth time why it was a good idea to add something out of place.
Nobara ignored her messy and incorrect writing on the margins of the papers. She got a gist of what Atsuki scribbled on the thick paper. Not to mention, she did not want to confront her about her knowledge of her inability to read and write. It was easy to tell she was embarrassed by it so she will wait when Atsuki confronts her about it.
"You have so many different designs on here. Why do I usually see the same ones?" she glanced up, asking.
Atsuki hummed, turning her head up to Nobara lying flat on her stomach on her bed. She removed the collection of pins from her lips. "It's my favorite look. I just have many variations of it."
"I can see that, but where are all the different outfits you made?"
"Well, I had a lot back at the circus but they were in another trailer. I took what I had in that chest." She pointed to the chest at the bottom of her bed. It was red with gold paint lining the sides. The wood still remained even after six years. "I was basically feeding off scraps at the circus. Then when Gojou-sensei found me, he made sure I was well-fed. I'm pretty sure I was supposed to be taller but that stumped my growth. So my measurements are completely different now and nothing that I used to have fits."
Atsuki grinned remembering the conversation with Shouko. A small pink tint returned to her face.
Shouko lowered the bar on top of Atsuki's head. Her head drew back and her eyebrows furrowed. She glanced down at the paper holding her information from her last check-up. The woman's eyebrows suddenly rose as she mouthed, "Oh."
Atsuki silently watched in worry as she walked to her computer and pulled up a new screen. She questioned, "What's that?"
"It's a graph of your height." She twirled a piece of her soft hair around her pointer finger, "It looks like you grew five centimeters since your last visit."
"What?" her eyes widened.
"Yeah, I assume if you lived under the right conditions you could've been taller. Girls usually stop growing two years after they have their first period. When did you get yours?" Atsuki's face burnt up, the tips of her ears turning to a bright maroon. She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. She chuckled, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. It's normal to talk about it."
