Don't Leave my Side [Discontinued] ;-;

w23•Chapter One•

[Amaya's POV]

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W h y a r e y o u h e r e . . . ?

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W h y d i d n ' t y o u s a v e
m e . . . ?

W h y d i d n ' t y o u s a v e m e
w i t h y o u r p o w e r . . . ? !

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P l e a s e . . . !

S a v e m e . . . !

"Ah..."

I wake up startled. I sit up from my position and look around. I see no figures around me. I turn to see Shadow, my cat-like Allmate. Her golden eyes open.

"Good morning, Amaya." she quietly says.

"Good morning, Shadow." I say drowsily.

Shadow is a small, black cat. She has very fluffy fur. Her collar was black, like her fur, with gold sparkles as a design.

I pull off my covers. I'm on the second floor. I have a small room that has a veranda. The large window seems pleasant. Shadow was resting at the end of the bed, but now she's on my lap. I mess with her fluffy, black fur.

I sigh and get up. I put Shadow on my head. This is my fourth day in Midorijima. Recently, my father died and I have to care of my grandmother. I stretch and let out a loud yawn. Shadow gets off my head and goes under the bed. Taking off my pajamas, which was a oversized button up shirt with shorts, I go in the bathroom in my room. I fold my pajamas and set them on the small table. I go into the shower and shut the glass door.

After washing myself, brushing my teeth, and combing my hair, I wear my clothes. I wear my black shirt and then my gray jacket. I pull up my black shorts. I fix my black socks that go over my knees. I grab my surgical mask and put it on and let it be under so I can reveal my mouth. I let my blue axent wear cat ear headphone blue hang around my neck.

I look at myself in the mirror. I have dark blue eyes. I have blue hair that is just a bit brighter than my eyes. My hair is long and a bit messy. A part of my hair covers my forehead. I mess up my hair a little bit.

"Amaya! Come down!" she yells.

"Okay!" I yell.

Shadow crawls out from under the bed and jumps onto my head. The house is small, but it's nice and cozy. Left from my room is a bathroom and right from my room is a guest room. Grandmother's room was next to the bathroom. While walking down the stairs, I smell something good.

Approaching the kitchen, my grandmother is sitting down at the table. She was eating too. Her short, green hair reaches to her shoulders. Her thin body was covered by a plain white dress. She smiles.

"Good morning, Amaya." she says after she drinks her green tea.

"Good morning." I say, smiling afterwards.

She returns the smile.

"I made your favorite: Egg omelet."