RED (Dianakko)

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After the events that took place, we finally recovered Akko, alive, safe, and in a coma, that not even the best witches can cure, and it pains me to see her like this, who I’m looking at now is nothing but a lifeless vessel of a person I cared so deeply, but yet couldn’t save in time.

The news spread fast about the tragedy in Luna Nova, that one of our own was hurt, it shook Luna Nova to the core, the halls now unusually quiet, the negative energy so thick it felt like it could choke me any minute.

“Diana? Do you want to come eat with us today,” Barbara asked, snapping me out of my thoughts, realizing that class just ended.

“No I’m fine, I have work to finish in the library, but you two go on without me,” I told them, ignoring their stares as I gathered my own things, leaving without another word.

I scanned the shelves, trying to find anything that might help awaken Akko from her slumber, but all I saw were the books I have already looked through so many times, but I kept looking either knowing  I won’t have much luck, but I had found something, I needed to find anything that might help.

But I gave up after an hour in the library, tears running down my face, from my frustration, but I no longer care about the pitiful stares I get now, I just ignored them, because I didn’t need their damn pity, it won’t save me from the overwhelming feeling of sadness that was a noose around my neck as I slowly lose myself in this endless battle of hoping to find some type of miracle to save the girl I’ve fallen in love with.

I entered the medical ward, nodding at the nurse who is tasked to watch over Akko, but her look told me that nothing has changed since the last time I came here to see her, and looking at her ghostly pale face only made me even more desperate to find a cure for her current state. “Professor Finneland’s is even more boring without you, and I’m pretty sure you have some kind of scheme to make it more exciting…. I really wish you were here, I..I miss you so much,” I said as I crumbled apart again, laying my head on her lap, as I sobbed.

“You showed me so much about myself that I buried since my mother passed, you taught me how to smile again, but...but how can I smile now if you’re not here with me,” I choked out, feeling my throat close as I cried harder, holding her cold hand tightly, hoping that she all of a sudden wake up and tell me that everything is alright, and that she wasn’t going nowhere, and that she loves me as much as I love her.