This story will start from the past and lead to the present which starts at senior year (freshmen year, and sophomore year are past).
The loud buzzing of the airplane used to scare her, it was anxiety inducing, but now it was comforting. Despite Rosalia's uncomfortable cramped seat, she found a beauty in it. Luckily the girl was sat next to the window.
The summer sun was gradually receding into the orange sky. 'It's almost over' an epiphany that had crossed her mind.
In a few days, a new chapter of her life was going to begin. She had left everything she knew back at Kyoto for a taste of freedom and opportunities.
Trying to get as comfortable as possible, Rosalia leans back and plops her headphone on. A familiar melody begins to play that allows a wave of relief to wash over her. She closes her eyes.
This is it. This time it will be better.
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The Art of Extinct Lovers
Romance"We want you." Draken whispered against her neck. "Body and soul." Yuuki says as he needingly smashes their lips together. Where Rosalia Sasaki, a lonely soul, moves across the world for a chance of freedom from her overbearing and borderline abus...
