(This story is going through some changes so bare with me Okay! I'm hoping to edit it soon from the previous chapter but there will be new chapters along the way!!!)
The story is about (Y/n), a girl with no known past or name.
She is spoken by rumo...
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Steam fogged up the mirror from above the sink, and everywhere in the bathroom as warm water hissed against the small tiles on the shower floor.
It was silent besides the drops of water hitting against the floor.
Deep indigo eyes stared down at the draining water going down the drain in front of the small toes that belonged to the young girl, who sat in a fetal position amongst the showering water.
Her bare body felt content with the feeling of water washing her as she was off in a daze that she couldn't break out of.
Y/n barely slept a wink that night. She couldn't help but wonder what had happened to her best, and only friend.
After he left for his turn at the exam, she didn't even get to see him when classes had ended for the day. She couldn't help, but think about the male who gave her the creepy vibes.
Throughout the dark night, she tossed and turned in the bed, constantly reassuring herself about the boy's safety. She knew what the blonde was capable of, but she worried about the greater things beyond the smaller unlikely things that could happened to the young Uzumaki.
She basically stayed in the shower until the sun began rising on the new day.
A rough shaky sigh exhaled from her as she shook beneath the freezing cold water.
"Let's get ready for this day.." she grumbled, slowly standing to her feet and shivered at the sudden cold on her bare body.
With her hand turning off the water, she got out of the shower and began to dry herself off.
Y/n hummed to herself as she began to comb her long, wet, potluck of hair while staring at herself in the fogged mirror.
Her indigo eyes looked so sleepy that they could easily just close, and she could drift off to sleep any minute. The dark circles beneath her eyelid were also a dead giveaway too.
She let out another sigh right before she left the bathroom to get changed into her every day clothing.
She changed into a short-sleeved meshed under shirt with a long-sleeved dark purple kimono style blouse draping over it along with a dark grey obi that hugged it together. Sometimes, she would let the sleeves hang loose, and let her arms relax against her chest.
Y/n fixed her blouse, making sure it would stay without it falling off her shoulder to show a bandaged titty.
She pursed her lips as she then stared at the two articles of clothing to chose from.
