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❝𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘❞

A gentle breeze flew through the window as I cuddled my arms, shaking at the cold air. I pushed down the window as I gazed at the sunset in front of me. I could see slight stars starting to appear in the sky as the once orange sky turns purple. I breathed in deeply before I closed the window to avoid the freezing atmosphere. The cold touch of the glass felt comfortable with my icy hands. It felt smooth yet scary as well. Every little detail of my life gave an impact on me, perhaps I was just dramatic. I sighed as my shoulders deflated and I turned back.

Just a few minutes later, I heard a knock on the door, then a slight squeeze on the doorknob. "I'm home" greets Ms Nakano, an old friend of mine and my brother. "ahh, (Y/N), thank you for taking care of my apartment while I'm gone" she smiled sweetly. My heart fluttered as soon as her brown eyes shined. She was indeed very pretty. No wonder why Daichi took a liking to her. Ever since we were young, he had always admired her like she was a princess, more like an angel probably. As much as I see her as an older sister, my brother sees her as someone better than that.

A very small smile crept on my face as I try to face the onions I was chopping. She took a peek from my back as she gazed at the dinner I was cooking. Although I don't cook much for myself, my sister has always taught me how to when I was younger. I'd usually help her out whenever she prepares dinner, but soon after she hardly ever makes us dinner anymore. She was usually out with her friends, hanging out on their so-called "study".

Suddenly, I felt my eyes stung with tears as I stared at my now chopped onions. Quickly wiping them out as I wash my hands, Ms Nakano gave my head a small pat. "I'll help you out don't worry," She says as she takes off her blazer and ties her brown long hair into a  ponytail. I shook my head as I quickly tried to wipe my eyes with my hands.

"You're already busy with your job, I might be more of a burden to you now"

Ms Nakano sighed as she peered into my eyes. "You're never a burden to me, don't worry"  But somewhere deep in her mind says something I couldn't understand. I don't even know how someone could say that to me. It was true, even my own parents said so. I killed my own sister, I was the reason why she wasn't able to come home that specific night. Her piercing scream still haunts my mind even to this day. Although the windows were tightly shut, I suddenly felt chilly.

"How about this, go ahead and prepare the table for me okay?" It seemed like she was changing the topic to ease my mind. I nodded as I picked up a plate from the dish rack "Oh, please get two, dear you're eating with me" My cheeks flushed a slight pink as I took another one.

But then again, there were people around me who showed love and care even if I wasn't able to show it to others. Guilt filled in me. I was being so ungrateful while there were different people like Ms Nakano, and my brother, working hard to help me. Perhaps, maybe, participating in a club in school could help. Just as if she was reading my mind Ms Nakano spoke "Well Y/N, have you thought about joining a school event maybe?" Her voice was soft, she wasn't commanding me to do so. I felt a small smile form on my lips as I winced. My cheeks burned hot as to think that she might have read my head.

"I'll think about it, Math club could be nice" Her eyes turned wide as her once relaxed state disappears in a second. Gripping the knife in her hand, it seemed like she was about to kill me. I stepped back in shock as her confusing gaze met with mine. "Ms Nakano-"

"YOU NEVER LIKED MATH!" She spoke in a frightened tone "WHAT HAS HAPPENED WITH YOU" Touching her cold hands in my forehead she checked my temperature.

"I'm alright" I pulled her palm out of my temple "I just think since I'm away, mom and dad would be proud of me once I joined the club, I also don't want them to worry about my education while I am here with you"

"Well, how about art?" She suggested.

"Art?" My eyes widened as I looked away "I'm not really good at those things, and plus mom and dad wouldn't like that"

Her eyebrows raised in confusion as soon as she heard what I just said. "Why wouldn't they? you're really good at it plus it seemed like your having fun with it"

"Fun..." I softly spoke.

"Hana! Look at what I drew!" I handed out a piece of paper. It was slightly crumpled, little erasure marks were still visible on the pad. A group of 5 people were drawn. Mom, dad, Daichi, Hana, and a little figure, which was me. It wasn't that good, but it was enough to melt Hana's heart.

"That's wonderful, would you like me to pin it on my wall?" Hana recommended, flashing a small smile on her lips.

"Can, I show mom and dad first?" My innocent eyes filled with hope shone. She seemed distressed as she gripped the drawing lightly. It seemed like she wanted to argue, I just can't tell why.

"Well... mom and dad seems very busy and stressed right now, how about I show this to them later"

"No, I want to give it to them, I want Daichi to see it too"

No words left her mouth. It was as if she was about to tell me something I wasn't supposed to know. Her face seemed pitiful, sad, or angry even. Yet so, although negative emotions were evident on her, she managed to flash a sunny grin on me.

Rubbing my hair she promised "Well, I'll make sure this gets pinned in the fridge soon"

"I...I do not like art" I firmly told Ms Nakano, my orbs facing the ground beside me "Mom and dad know best and anything they like I like too"

She stared at me, not saying a single word. Did she not like what I said? Was it wrong? Although her face seemed hurt, she didn't bother to say anything. Instead, she kept her lips tight shut as she turned back to the now chopped onions. It seemed like she knew something I didn't, or perhaps she had something she wanted to say. I wanted to know, I really do, unfortunately, it seemed like it pained her. Gripping my arm I too looked away.

Everything is your fault, if you could've kept your mouth shut it would have been fine