Tuesday 9am
"You look dead today. Did I miss something?" Yungso said. Yana glared up at him. "I should've skipped today... you talk too much and I still wonder why the teacher hasn't put us in detention yet." Yungso laughed.
"Prof doesn't really care.. at least when it comes to us because we always talk to each other." Yana sighed. "So I was really talkative then too huh?" Yungso patted her shoulder. "You didn't change too much. Don't worry. I've been with you through each and every one of your personalities, this one isn't that different." He reassured her, although she only changed twice. The loud and outgoing, kinda mean Yana, turned to the nice and mature Yana, to well the Yana right now.
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Tuesday 3:30pmAfter school, she went to the cafe, they apparently owned. She wanted to see what the cafe looked like for the first time.
Woah was the first thing that came into her mind. The cafe was cozy, and loud, unlike the cafes in where she had lived quiet. Even the chairs were way more comfortable, not to mention the beanbag chairs near the window for friendly gatherings. The music was great too, it wasn't boring. Then she walked to the cash register, there she saw her aunt working.
"Auntie!" She smiled when she caught her aunt's attention. "Yana! What are you doing here?" Her aunt said after serving someone a drink. "I wanted to check out the cafe, who designed it? I'lldefinitely be here often!" Yana kept the smile on her face. Her aunt answered "You did.... I think it was when you were maybe 8? Me and your uncle were planning on making the cafe then, and you gave us the ideas for the interior designing." Yana nodded. "Really?" Her aunt nodded back, finally being able to sit after serving so many customers. "The cafe seems busy.. need some help?" Her aunt wiped the sweat off her head, and exclaimed "No! I'm fine, just study and go hang out with your friends!" Yana nodded slowly. That was weird she thought, but she didn't know her aunt didn't want her to work at the cafe or anywhere because her aunt always overworked her, treated her poorly, and never let her hang out with her friends. Her aunt wanted to make up for it, by giving and letting her do anything she wanted.
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Tuesday 6:40amYana put her books in her bag and took her bag, she walked to the door, yelling to her aunt. "I'm going out!" Then she heard "Okay! Be safe!" Yana walked to the bridge, it was a warm and quiet night, she stood there and looked at the water. A tear slipping down her face, she felt alone and didn't know why. She had her friends, Jamie, and her aunt. She cursed feeling more tears come out of her eyes. "Why do you keep coking out of my eyes?!!? F**k this!" Yana sighed.
Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around her shoulders. "At least, one thing hasn't changed you still cry at the bridge at night alone.." Yana recognized the voice as Terrance. She sniffed, and tried to sound strong. "I'm not crying, and enjoying my time alone!" She pushed Terrance lightly. Terrance then leaned on the bars next to Yana. "Why do you always cry alone?" Yana bit her lip. "Just cause..." Terrance stared at her. "You know if you need anything, I'm here for you.." Yana crossed her arms. "We must've been really close.. I don't feel as uncomfortable with you as I did with Marco and Ellie... even Yungso.."
Terrance nodded, not knowing what to say. Unexpectedly, Yana said "hug me again.." Terrance was kinda shook. "Why?" Yana looked down. "Actually you know nevermind... I'll go home.." She began to walk away, but Terrance back hugged her and snuggled his head on her shoulder.
His heart hurt. She couldn't remember him. He thought "I still love you..." He sighed. Yana just stood there, feeling the comforting warmth as if she'd felt it before. She was smart, but apparently not smart enough to understand any of what she was feeling.. It was all so weird.
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