✿Her Innocence, Her Purity✿ [Male Rivals X Reader X Various]

✿Chapter 13✿

LONG-ISH AN BUT IMPORTANT-ISH IDK:

I was thinking of making another book called "Our Hidden Savior" being an AOT Various X Male reader.
Mostly since I've never made a male reader and have inspiration. But of course I'm not going to until this books get to at least chapter 20. ALTHOUGH- I will give you the bio for it ;P

✧Being forced to live in the shadows, those beautiful- but monstrous blue and white wings upon my back. Having the duty of holding many lives in your hands, watching as some perish away. The remembrance on the boy who once stood in the same place- before turning into the savior above. One little promise can bring a new world- a new era upon your worn out shoulders✧

☆"I make an oath to all of you- I promise I'll get all of us to a better tomorrow!" ☆

​​​​​​​Now onto the chapter since I'm going to be busy tomorrow and maybe Wednesday~ 

『Is that you- Alice?』   

I made sure to arrive home before Ayano, what's going on today is beyond weird and I don't want to see her right now. I know that somethings off, whether it has something to do with her or not.

After seeing Osano before finally leaving the school, he freely told me something was up with her. He said something about not remembering but if even he can feel it- something definitely going on.

"So you're home"

I quickly turned my body to the door, for some reason my body jolted at the sound of my sister. I looked at her- seeing her eyes once again dull of emotion.

"Y-yeah I am"

"That's good"

"Ay-"

Before I could talk she left my doorway, walking back downstairs. I let out a breath I didn't know was being held as soon as I heard her footsteps fully leave the second floor. Why am I getting so tense around her now?

Looking down at my hand I noticed just how shaky it was, a cold sweat was running down my back as well. My eyes narrowed at the doorway where my sister once stood; I'm getting to the bottom of all of this.

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『??? POV』

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"The first Alice walked into the woods of Wonderland,

Bravely, with a fearsome sword held tightly in her hand-"

Pausing my singing I lay a stack of papers down on one of my desks, allowing my fingers to hit the cold wood. As the paper lands specks of dust fly, as some is trapped onto my finger- allowing me to see just how long it's been since last cleaned.