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Hey hey hey~ lover~ You don't have to be a star~

The following day, the duelo match against the Adler and Lang house this season was up, but was Columbina interested?

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The following day, the duelo match against the Adler and Lang house this season was up, but was Columbina interested?

Hell no, she would rather be sleeping than doing this shit.

And that was exactly what she was doing, until she heard about a little rumour that was going around, so she had to go on a little investigation.

"Greetings, did I just heard you say that there was a first year in this season's duelo match?"

The damselette asked a couple second years, who stuttered and blushed at her mere presence.

"Y-yes Miss. Damselette, a first year participated in this season's duelo match..."

Columbina gave a low hum and went to the special spectator side, for people with high status and looked at the field.

Gazing at the mushroomhead scoring for so many times, she had dotted eyes and didn't feel like watching anymore.

So she didn't, and went to a secret place she made, not by herself, but with a friend that had already been turned into ashes.

Sitting on the swing, she felt lonely, even if her friends and brothers were always there for her, she will always inevitably feel lonely.

She missed her, her as in her lover, old lover.

She missed dancing with her in the rain, singing with her, playing with her, cuddling with her, kissing her and loving her.

The only memory left of her lover was with her, as she took out her locket that she always kept near her heart.

'Arlecchino...'

She thought, her smile faltering away, being replaced by a dim frown, still swaying on the swing, her hair joining in the swinging...

Little did she know, someone, or a soul looking at her from behind, smiling to themselves.

'Ill meet you in the afterlife, my dear  damselette...'

And with that, the soul disappeared without a words, a red petals of an unknown flower getting carried by the wind to the Damselette.

She caught the petal, putting it inside the locket near the picture, and closed it.

"Please wait for me, Arleccino..."

The damsel wiped a year that slipped down her closed eye.

Finally deciding to head back.

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So like...

Sorry for the short story 🙏😔 I got not motivation whatsoever... But thanks for reading!

Have a nice day!

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