Was it guilt, after saying such awfully hurtful words that you poured into your writing? I doubt that, because surely after all that, I'm sure you don't regret saying a single thing. You just stare at me with eyes shrouded with unreadable emotion. You don't make a noise, you don't even nod your head. But the point is, you're having a much harder time than me, isn't that right?" You're branded with a haunting demon tattoo after switching places with your dear sister, Shion. "First off, I know of how hard your life is, being the heiress of the infamous Sonozaki family. "But now that I knew of your feelings, I have to tell you some of my own feelings as well."Īnd this is where I use my angry approach. "Mii-chan, Rena apologizes for looking through your things." I say, bowing slightly in apology. I think I knew enough about how you felt from there. Of course, every word you said was completely true I really was a sorry, self-centered person.īut you could have at least said it to my face instead of hiding your true feelings like a coward.Īnd don't worry, Mion, I only read the last three pages. But calling me fake and a bitch? Mion, I had no idea you stooped so low. You filled at least three pages about how much you actually detested me.Īnd here I thought we were finally okay, our friendship was stable and continuing to grow stronger. Tempted, I looked the last entry you had written, only to be surprised to find that it was solely about me. I know it's wrong to read through other people's personal things, but I had been so.so curious. "-how did you get this?" You exclaimed, arms starting to wobble. Your eyes widen as you read the white letters printed on the black hardcover, D I A R Y. I feel a smirk appear on my face, though it was barely there, almost invisible. "You probably thought I wouldn't find this." I slam a thick book onto the table in between us, which causes her to jolt in surprise. So sick of playing, I don't want this anymore Please, won't you push me for the last time
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I wasn't even sure how to take my approach angry or gentle. I glare at you from behind my long bangs and lean back against my own chair, hoping to relax a bit before things got bitter. But just as quick as I could notice it, you make sure to soften them. Hesitantly, you look up at me, your eyes narrowing slightly. "Mii-chan, look at me." I command, though my tone wasn't forceful. But there are some things you still need to hear. It was me who was wrong, and it's me that needs to apologize. You're probably wondering why you're here in the first place, knowing you haven't done anything wrong. You're not looking at me, your own sea-green hair covering your teal eyes. I could feel you flinch slightly, your pale fingers gripping the soft cushion of your chair. "First things first, Mii-chan." I said quietly, my eyes masked with my hair.
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