I woke up feeling exhausted, that dream was a memory with a twist from 9 years ago, the same date as 6 days ago. I get up hastily, trying to convince myself that I should just forget it and do as what I always do, try to move on.
As I look at my face in the mirror, I begin to think about what happened three years ago. Trying to remember what happened made my head ache. Sigh, normally girls would just forget about it and move on to another guy. I hate this!
I begin to undress myself and take a bath because I smell and I don't wanna look like an idiot. After taking a shower I look at my watch and get dressed, I also fixed my hair and tried to look decent and pretty, did my fake smile and went off.
I stopped by a cafe, I ate there. This cafe, this dress, this face everything about me has changed. My usual routines, my goals, my dreams, my wishes, me. I am not the same person who I used to be.
After eating, I went straight to work. I work as a model. I now live in Canada and today is my hatest day of the year. I arrive at my work place. As soon as I entered the building, I was greeted by my friend Yona " Good morning, Krizzia" She smiled warmly and we proceeded to our dressing rooms.
I checked my schedule. I heated a knock on the door. " Come in" I said
The door opened and my manager comes in. Her mother is Japanese and her father is american. She broke up with her boyfriend who was also dating her sister six days ago.
"You okay?" I asked, concerned about her " I'm fine. Thanks for the advice. It really helped" She smiled and I nod " Now then, onto business"
The whole day was tiring yet fun. Having someone who can understand you can brighten up your day and being away from the person who hurt you can let the pain subside.
I went home, exhausted. Then I take a shower and put on some clothes. As I was drying my hair, my phone rang.I picked it up and saw an unfamiliar number, I shrugged my shoulders and answered it while continuing to dry my hair
"Hello~!"
"Shindo-san~!" A voice from the other side of the line sang, my eyes widened, no words could be said and I couldn't speak as if there's something stuck in my throat "Hello~! Don't tell me this is the wrong number? Hey~ is anyone there?" She continued on asking if there was someone on the other side of the line, her voice was as harmonic as the dawn chorus I hear everyday, I felt at ease like fresh air in the mountains, it was so peaceful.
"M-Midori-chan"My voice cracked, a tear escaped "Shindo-san! So it was really you!" She rejoiced, noises of cars could be heard in the background and the sound of laughter echoed through the phone as midori and a few other people laughed and chuckled "Shindo-san, are you going to attend your high school reunion?"
'Reunion?I didn't hear anything about that'I thought and forced an answer "Yes, I am"I lied, I didn't want to disappoint her and make her sad "although I'm starting to think that I can't because of my hectic schedule"
"Oh I see" she said, quiet disappointed "I'm really sorry"I apologized
"No it's fine, work is important after all.Ah I gotta go now Shindo-san. I have cram school" she excused herself, I replied with a 'bye' in a cheerful but not too cheerful voice. Krizzia hung up, she let out a sigh. Her head hung low, it still pained her to go back to Japan. The pain that she felt from their break up still existed within her heart, it was like it happened yesterday. No matter how much time passed, her torn heart never healed.
As she thought of the memories she and him made, she walked towards her bed. Feeling tired, she closed her eyes and opened the gate to dreamland.
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Lights flashed, an accident occurred, red all over, gunshots, sounds of people running, blood
She looked around and saw nurses on both sides of the bed 'what happened?' Everything seemed unreal, what happened? How did she get here? Where is she?
She was in an unfamiliar place where nobody knew her and she knew nobody until a flash of green passed her. Soon a pairs of eyes met hers, green orbs stared at her, green hair and black glasses adorned his face, she gasped and uttered soundless words 'Midorima'
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Waking up, panting and realizing that her phone was vibrating, she calmed down and picked up her phone. It was an unknown caller, she picked it up and answered it
It was her father!After a few minutes of chatting on the phone, her father told her to come to Japan for her parents' anniversary.
"I don't know if I can" She doubted"Sweetheart, when you were 5 you promised us that you'd be the one to organise this party for us and-"
"I know, I know.... promises should be kept"
"That's my Krizzia, well, I need to check out some things"
"Ok dad, bye"
With the phone call ending, she decided to go back to Japan with a feeling that a memorable encounter is going to happen
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67 days to make you mine
Fanfiction"He and I are different" She thought to herself, her back facing his ' She and I are different' He thought, his back facing her's. Both of them thought of the same thing yet none of them bothered to tell each other. A girl named Shindo Krizzia fell...
