'Heart Broken'

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Before I get into this I want to say this is based of Katawa Shoujo, the path is Hanako's. I love the Hanako path because you watch her become more open and learn more about her past. So, I'm taking the original version and replacing it with these Characters.

Hisao Nakai - Ash

Hanako Ikezawa - Serena

Lilly Satou - Dawn

Kenji Setou - Gary

Miki Miura - Iris

Misha Mikado - May

Shizune Hakamichi - Bianca

Yuuko Shirakawa - Nurse Joy

Nurse - Brock

Iwanako - Misty

Akio Mutou - Professor Sycamore

I recommend checking out Katawa Shoujo, you'll love one of the paths, but as I said before, I love Hanako's with a passion.

So let it begin....

A light breeze causes the naked branches overhead to rattle like wood windchimes.

This is a popular retreat for couples in the summer. The deciduous trees provide a beautiful green canopy, far out of sight of teachers and fellow students.

But now, in the later winter, it feels like I'm standing under a pile of kindling.

I breathe into my cupped hands and rub them together furiously to prevent them from numbing in this cold.

"Just how long am I expected to wait out here, anyway? I'm sure the note said 4:00pm."

Ah yes... The note.... Slipped between the pages of my Biology book while I wasn't looking.

As far as cliches go, I'm more a fan of the letter-in-the-locker, but at least this way shows a bit of initiative.

As I ponder the meaning of the note, the snowfall gradually thickens.

The snowflakes silently falling from the white-painted sky are the only sign of time passing in this stagnant world.

Their slow descent upon the frozen forest makes it seem like time has slowed to a crawl.

The rustling of dry snow underfoot startles me, interrupting the quiet mood. Someone is approaching me from behind

"Hi... Ash? You actually came?" I heard a voice from behind.

A hesitating, barely audible question.

However, I recognize the owner of that dainty voice instantly.

I feel my heart skip a beat.

It's a voice I've listened to hundreds of times, but never as more than an eavesdropper to a conversation.

I turn to face the voice, the voice of my dreams, and my heart begins to race...

"Misty? I got a note telling me to wait here, it was yours?" 

Dammit. I spent all afternoon trying to come up with a good line that was the result.

I'm pathetic.

"Ahmm...yes. I asked a friend to give you that note... I'm so glad you got it." The orange haired girl stood there.

A shy, joyous smile that makes me so tense I couldn't move a single muscle even if I tried.

My heart started to hurt a little. 

My heart is pounding now, as if it were trying to burst out from my chest and claim the girl for itself.

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