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A hot summer day. Nagisa dragged herself out of her small bed and slumped against the floor. Her head resting on the cold floor as she let out a heavy exhale. The table fan was blowing her hair away but it wasn't enough for her....or maybe she was just sad.
Yes, she was definitely sad. The heartbreak went hard on her. But Nagisa kept going. She had high hopes for her high school delinquent life but everything just went straight to the drain. It's not Kotoha's fault that she didn't reciprocate Nagisa's feelings but Nagisa's own fault for still not moving on from this. More of over, now that her body didn't stop developing even after wearing those tight binders she's having flashbacks of the past too much. And recently she got to remember that her mother's eyes weren't green... Nagisa sat up, looked at the mirror just in front of her, resting against the wall.
Little Nagisa was praised for her eyes but she didn't even know which man was the cause of this. Her mother's eyes were brown. Nagisa looked at her hair, ... it's getting long again...and the white dye has faded in the roots. She stood up, somehow, leaning her forehead against the mirror....she got a good look at herself.
Taller than average women, the short hair was now cascading slightly above the shoulders, messy split ends from not taking care...uneven cut...I need a haircut, also dye it back to- the white dye on her hair faded in the roots, and has exposed the real black colour of her natural hair. Her green eyes looked tired, lack of sleep, heavy with eye bags - I was doing just fine, then why....why I'm being like this now? The dirty t shirt she's been wearing for last three days were full with her developed bust. She sighed and she looked down at them. All that wearing binders to prevent these for what? Where are my binders ....I need to..."AHhhh!!" She groaned as she placed a hand on her ribcage. Wearing extremely tight binders sure left marks on her chest. Damn, this is bad. Nagisa looked at the clock and saw it was 12 AM. Her stomach grumbled, ofc she didn't eat anything in the morning, neither at last night. Nagisa walked back on her bed and fell flat on her face, not caring a single thing about it.
