°~Chapter 22: What Happened?~°

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W H A T   H A P P E N E D ?

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spon·ta·ne·ous
/spänˈtānēəs/

adjective
performed or occurring as a result of a sudden inner impulse or inclination and without premeditation or external stimulus.
(of a process or event) occurring without apparent external cause.

(of a person) having an open, natural, and uninhibited manner.
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Tsuki's POV

My eyes fluttered open and a bright light blinded me as I jolted up almost yanking out my IV. My eyes pooled with tears as I noticed a cot a few feet away from me, a familiar figure rested on it.

Her (H/C) hair framed her (S/C) face perfectly, like usual, and her eyes were barely shut, indicating she wasnt entire asleep. What three me off was her left arm and entire torso was wrapped in an uncountable number of layers of gauze.

"(Y/N)..!" I manage to caw out, my voice hoarse from days without talking.

The figure twitched and her head quickly turned to face me, her eyes immediately filling with tears.

She shot up from the bed with ease and hesitated before hugging me.

"Y-your okay! They said y-you might n-not wake up for weeks!" Her voice muffler by the sobs that escaped her.

I hugged her back, my own tears spilling from my eyes.

After a few moment's, we pull away. I look her up and down.

"What happened to you?"

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Your POV

"What happened to you?" Tsuki snarls slightly.

"Sister, I should be asking YOU the same thing!" I hiss, punching her arm.

"Long story."

"We have all the time in the world right now, Tsuki." I smile, allowing myself to get comfortable in place.

"Well..." She takes a deep inhale.

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

I steered along the dark corridors of the the school, my stomach turning from stress, as if I were on a rollercoaster.

After awhile of pacing back and forth, I began to hear another pair of footsteps approach, cautiously following my own stepping pattern. I stopped, they stopped. Whoever it was, made sure they were in perfect unison with me.

They made one huge mistake.

A tiny glass vial clinked to the ground and the mysterious figure sighed a giggle.

"Oh well. Covers blown~!" She cheers. I whirl around to see the blonde with buns who Ide had met at the Sports Fest!

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