shiro

I’ve been falling apart Self distractive at heart It’s ok, it's ok if you hate me I’ve been living my death Over and over again It’s ok, it’s ok if you hate me 'Cause I hate me

[invisumaestatis]

"Well, you must be thinking of a different Hibiya, because I’m certain my name is Hibiya. And, again, call me Hibi."

Hibi raised an eyebrow, her arms crossed. Who was this girl? How rude. Of course she was Hibiya— or, well, she was Hibi. Just a nickname.

♭ - "Fine. Hibi."

♭ - She seemed almost reluctant to say it; but the other must be right. After all, she looked like Hibiya. And Shiro's bracelet was still glowing faintly: it only did in his presence, after all.

[overheatedhaze]

♭ - "I see little Kage-y~ still has that same old humor -- dry and shriveled, just like his brain."

"And I see that little Shiro still shares the face of the dead chick. Y’know, the one that didn’t make it out of the time loop."

[invisumaestatis]

♭ - "Says the boy who idiotically tried to save her from me. Besides, she has pigtails -- you really have not a brain cell in you; do you?"

[invisumaestatis]

She heard her name. Before she could turn to see who called her name, though, someone grabbed her arm. Hibi felt that she knew this person… but how?

"Ah… Maybe because I am Hibiya? Please call me Hibi though."

♭ - "It's not good to lie. Hibiya is a boy. You're clearly a girl."

♭ - Shirokagerou was utterly confused; it would seem. How could this exist? How was this possible? ... Just how? The girl awaited a response; clearly ticked.

[invisumaestatis]

♭ - "Hibiya?"

♭ - Was that him? No; it was a... Girl!? Grabbing the other's arm softly; she managed to hold back her heat as so not to burn her.

♭ - "Who are you and why do you look like Hibiya?"