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"i'm going to die whatever you do,
but i'm not afraid."

— Erin Hunter —

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[ 3RD PERSONS VIEW]


The girl gulped harshly, swallowing the lump that formed in her throat. She looked at the date; October 22, 2018.

"I hope I still have time," she mumbled and jotted down the words on a clean sheet of paper. Pouring her heart into every letter, she smiled at the results.

She grabbed some pink envelopes, folding the pieces of paper neatly before shoving them into each envelope, locking them with a pink heart sticker.

She grabbed a metal box, piling the rest of the letters in before shutting it close. She prepared exactly seven extra letters, however, the dates on them weren't the same. Feeling exhausted yesterday from all the writing, she decided to continue it the next day.

Taking a deep breath, she stood up and left her room, knowing very well that she should not let her mother know she was awake.

Seeing as her mother wasn't home yet, she took this chance to enter her mother's room, searching for the key to her twin sister's room.

"Aha!" she yelled out in satisfaction, hastily making her way through and stood in front of the light blue door.

"This better work." she huffed and jiggled the key into the keyhole, twisting it as she heard the lock click, indicating that the door has opened. Smiling, she bursts into the room, looking around for a safe place to store her box.

She looked across the room, her eyes darting onto the little cabinet beside Haruka's piano. She pursed her lips, approaching the table and opened it, seeing all of Haruka's old music notebooks.

"This is so cute!" she squealed, seeing Haruka's old pieces she used to write when she was alone. Humming to a familiar melody, she stored the box amongst the notebooks before closing the cabinet.

She stood up, looking at the full body mirror Haruka had in her room.

You're going to die sooner or later, Haruki.

Biting her lip, the skin tearing a bit as she bit down hard.

"I-I... I'm going to– die." she choked on a sob, tears flowing from her eyes as she stared at her reflection.

Soon, the sound of the front door opening startled her. She quickly wiped her tears away, locking Haruka's room before sprinting off to her mother's room to return the key.

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