~'|Little miss Perfect||Shinomitsu||Kny|'~

🌸☆~'||'~Volume 16~'||'~☆🌸

🌸~'||'~Chapter 16~'||'~🌸
"Our ending"
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Finale chapter
⚠️🌸~'|--Warning--|'~🌸⚠️
This chapter contains...
Major self acceptance
Language
Mental health issues
Bad Grammer
Terrible spelling
Side Ships
Lbgt
Lesbian
Mitsuri x Shinobu
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🌸~'||'~Shinobu's pov~'||'~🌸
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I never knew that I would have ever ended up falling in love with my best friend, with the considered "Little miss perfect" but I didn't care, because she liked me back and now we are together and I wanna be with her forever and ever. I blushed as she confessed her love to me and I confessed mine, sharing our first kiss on a warm cold day. The wind whispered through the cherry blossoms, their petals dancing in a soft pink flurry around me and Mitsuri. The air was thick with the scent of spring, the kind of sweet perfume that always seemed to linger around Mitsuri. The finale petal falling down as the wind came back, as I stared at Mitsuri, I was so attached to her, like a moth to a flame.

"You know Shinobu..." Mitsuri began, her voice a gentle lullaby, I never knew how I could have been so envious of her in the beginning, but now, I love her and that will never change, "I never thought I'd find someone who could make me feel... this way..always thought it was some kind of fairytale until I found you.."

My gaze was fixed on the petals swirling around Mitsuri, her beautiful green eyes and her soft curly hair made me feel a warmth bloom in my chest. "This way? What do you mean by that? I asked, curious, my voice barely a whisper.

Mitsuri's hand, calloused and strong, yet so gentle and soft reached out and gently squeezed mine. "This way," she repeated, her eyes shining with a love so pure it began to take my breath away. "Like I'm finally, truly, completely, myself." My eyes widen, was I actually able to make someone feel different, was I able to change someone like my older sister did, she changed a lot of people, I never did I only made people change for the worst. I knew Mitsuri's problem, and knowing I could help, I would do it all over again and again, and continue doing so for other people.

Our journey had been long and agonizing. Myself, always the quiet, reserved one, had spent years hiding my true self, afraid of judgment. Instead I kept acting like my sister over and over again, until I was in a state where I couldn't even remember who I once was. Mitsuri, with her vibrant personality and boundless love, had struggled to reconcile her own strength and passion with societal expectations. Constantly starving herself and never even found someone she could truly call a real friend.

Our meeting had been a spark, a flicker of something undeniable that ignited a flame in both our hearts. But our individual journeys had to be completed before we could truly embrace our love. I'll still always remember the day I found her standing there in the classroom, clueless and uninteresting at first, but when we first hung out to our last one, her smile always made my heart beat with love and joy. With Mitsuri's gentle encouragement, had learned to embrace my vulnerability, to allow myself to feel the full spectrum of emotions.

And with my quiet strength and unwavering support, had found the courage to break free from the confines of societal expectations, to let her inner fire shine brightly for the world to see. And now, here we are, standing beneath the blossoming cherry trees, finally, completely, truly themselves and completely each other's. "You," Mitsuri whispered, her gaze locked on mine, while breaking the silence between us, "you made me realize that my strength is not something to be ashamed of, but a source of power. And that I should love my body for how it is.."

I smiled softly, knowing how much this moment meant to her as much as it meant to me, "And you," I began to say, my voice hardly a whisper once again, "you showed me that it's okay to be vulnerable, to let my heart be seen. Even if I'm weak, even if my feelings were always weak and unimportant to me, you made me see that it's okay to be myself and to be small.." we stood in silence for a moment, lost in the shared understanding that only two souls who had journeyed far to find each other could possess.

Then, Mitsuri, ever the impulsive one, pulled me close and kissed me again. It was a kiss that spoke of years of unspoken longing, of battles fought and won, of two souls finally finding their way home. The cherry blossoms rained down around them, a delicate snowfall of pink and white, a testament to the enduring beauty of our love story, a love born from self-acceptance, a love that bloomed in the heart of spring. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the land, I and Mitsuri walked hand-in-hand, our laughter echoing through the quiet evening air. Our love story had reached its end, not in a sense of closure, but in a sense of completion, a promise of a future filled with the same unwavering love that had brought us together in the first place.

"Ready to head home Shinobu?"

"I am.."

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🌸~'||'~Thanks for reading~'||'~🌸
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Total words: 1050

Thanks for reading my very first lesbian series, I'm gonna soon post the next voting for the next book I should make...so if you wanna see another one of my books and writing, be sure to stay for the voting, as I'll select the books I wanna work on and it should be there.

This is indeed one of the most deepest angst books I have ever made..because this all talks about self acceptance based on the things I went through and others on here I know went through, even friends of mine. I hope this also helps some of those who can't accept themselves for they truly want to be.

But thanks for tagging along on this very small journey on this book, and I hope you enjoy :D