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this scene has played out before. ( a sullen redhead , her cheeks warm and sticky. a cruelly, kind boy , fingers pressed gently on cheeks. )

karin remembers the first time it happened ━━ for the first time , a boy was better at her than something. ( having it be to two boys made it worse ) she hated it. a sparring match turned bitter ; at age eight, her back hit a cold mat. she didn't remember anything but seeing the ceiling. then she saw bright blue eyes over her face. satoru. something something about losing to him and his friend. something something yadda yadda.

she hit him. like, really hit him. her aunt remarked it was a solid hit. suguru stood between them. karin doesn't remember much; her temper flared up looking at him. she decked him too. ( her aunt said it was a clean hit. ) both boys nursed a sore jaw. satoru picked on her. called her ‘ the toothless tomato ’ . karin swung again. she was missing a tooth. he flipped her.

that's how she ended up sitting outside the studio sniffling. it's not her fault ! it's not her fault that she gets flushed when she's embarrassed ! it's not her fault her hair is like that !

she wouldn't look at either of them. when they left, satoru stuck his tongue out at her. karin threw dirt at him. suguru sat next to her. his grandparents were always late getting him - satoru was rich. someone always came to pick him up. her scowl was ever - present. his hand patted her head.

❛ ━━ i think red suits you. ❜

he was gone before she could respond.

that scene would repeat over the years. different variations, but the core was always the same. as time passed, her tears dried and his hands crept lower on her face.

SHE REMEMBERS:

❛ ━━ YOU DON'T NEED TO BE DOING THIS ! ❜ ❛ mind your business. ❜ ❛ you'll get yourself killed. ❜ ❛ ━━ WHAT DO YOU CARE ? ❜

a cold rejection ( her ) : a prideful sense of pity. ( him ) ( it doesn’t matter what he caught her doing. her rebellion doesn’t matter. ) they rebuked each other. even if their lives were on the line. he’s dead.

pain brings memories. memories cause pain. her shoulder leaks red. she recollects a name : a toothless tomato - she supposes it couldn’t be more true than now. woman stripped of her fangs.

it’s everything : exhaustion , enemies , edicts.

instinct had saved her life. barely. she’s faster than you’d think. her syringe rolled from her hand.

she knows where it hit the first time. ( bullet. ) the shoulder. the second . . . the collar. self preservation kicks in. now isn’t the time to move , bleed out . bullet out. fucking kisaki. she’s exhausted.

rindou lied - she shouldn’t be pregnant. & this is the result.

she can’t even curse. not at the black figure at the edge of her vision.

IT’S IRONIC. the girl who strove to know everything . . . killed off by a mystery. it’s good she passed out before he removed his helmet. the look on his face would’ve killed her.

karin never expected to wake up. from feel alone , the job done on removing the bullets was decent. there’ll be scarring , obviously , but there’s a tradeoff to saving a life. it’s warm. she’s warm. red. red. red. blood on her finger tips. blood in his hair , her blood on his shirt , her blood on him. she knows where she is. her head is leaned onto suguru.

she sounds like she’s dying. ❛ ━━ you’re supposed to be dead. ❜

sorry.

❛ ━━ you’re supposed to be dead. ❜

sorry.

am i supposed to be dead ? karin thinks she is.

❛ ━━ it hurts. ❜

❛ sorry. ❜ he sounds the same. she repeats herself. and again. and again. her cheeks are sticky. that’s blood from her eyes. she can’t breathe. everything hurts. her body is devouring itself whole. it hurts. she’s dizzy.

❛ help me. ❜ the scene recreates again. ( his hands have her face. her face damp, sticky. the grasp is firm. she’s holding onto his wrist. )

she blacks out.