[various!kny x reader]
For she is nothing but a weakling with a pretty face, often described as a mere walking 'doll' without a soul.
/Warning - might contain some dark themes/
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(I will put a pic of [name]'s uniform at the end of the chapter, since I don't know how to describe it well enough! :D)
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Dream on, dear little child
In the sky, stars are still fading away
Down here, a dying dove crawls
Sleep on, dear little child
Day is young
Wish why
☆
“Do you promise?”
Smudge.
“We'll be together forever.”
Scratch.
“You're my inspiration, [name].”
Crumple.
An exasperated sigh left the purple haired girl's lips, crumpling yet another paper, which contained a lot of pointless scribbles. For the past few days, immediately upon waking up, [name] always documented her strange dreams, just to take another look at them. But the dialogues that she wrote down never made sense.
Such sincere words, yet she didn't believe anyone ever actually treasured her inside their heart. She was far too confused.
Why would she take something as pointless as dreams so seriously though? Well, it was simple in reality. She knew these dreams weren't just to make her heart long for human affection, no.
She knew deep down, that these dreams were her memories, which always kept prevailing despite the circumstances she's found herself in. Before, she didn't think much of them, but after her heart started racing upon laying her eyes at a certain boy's earrings, she knew something was wrong.
She wanted oh so badly to recall that face. The voice and tone of the person, at least some kind of sharp end to grasp onto, but nothing other than meaningless sentences welcomed her. She couldn't remember no matter how hard she tried.
And needless to say, others began to grow worried over her well being. Her being holed up inside her own room all day certainly wasn't healthy. Ever since Kanao and [name] came back from the final selection, it was as if something in the purple eyed girl snapped. She wasn't rude to anyone, always helped whenever she was asked to, but something about her was just.. different, in a sense.
They all noticed the slight shift in her behavior as well.
“[Name], your uniform arrived!” Aoi knocked on her door, before just letting herself in and cringing at the complete darkness she was welcomed by. She immediately put the shutters away, letting the warm streaks of sunlight tickle their skin ever so gently, making [name] inaudibly groan.
![(I will put a pic of [name]'s uniform at the end of the chapter, since I don't know how to describe it well enough! :D)](https://img.wattpad.com/8e44a60c51b451387aa1f26ac5497ff4794d9d48/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f6e32636a5a674d67324b485966673d3d2d32362e313764666236386435643433353066633334323235373739303832332e6a7067?s=fit&w=720&h=720)
