Nineteen.

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TW !: mentions/accusations of an inappropriate relationship

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NINETEEN.
( I wish that you would stay in my memories. )







Emmy anxiously bounced on her feet as she stood in front of the door, her hand tightening around the medal. She had rang the doorbell about 10 seconds ago, and it might as well have been the longest 10 seconds of her life.

She took a deep breath, and as another 10 seconds went by, she was growing even more and more afraid. She made a vow for revenge against her family, but it was easier to imagine their downfall than to actually see it.

As another ten seconds went by, she figured that she failed, and turned around to leave.

"Hello?"

She gave a light gasp, pausing and turned back around to see Robby at the door. The air was immediately tense and awkward, and Emmy remembered what he had said about her.

"Emmy," he looked surprised to see her. "Are you okay?"

She almost wanted to laugh. Emmy didn't blame him for thinking something was wrong since the last time they saw each other, she was on the edge of a complete mental breakdown.

"Yeah," she said, quickly shaking her head. "I just ⎯ "

Emmy cut herself off, raising her arm and held out her palm. The Medal of Honor laid gently on it, and Robby's face drastically changed. "The Medal of Honor. It was you? You trashed Miyagi-Do?"

She thickly swallowed and nodded. "Yeah. It was me."

Robby scoffed, snatching the medal from her hand. "And you were the one who wrote "liars" on the wall. Liars?"

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