the angel to your lucifer
"Senpai," Hagiwara Chihaya says, concerned and quiet and worried. Careful. It's odd to see her like this, Asagi thinks distantly.
~2k. Asagi Ichika/Hagiwara Chihaya
!!!MOVIE 29 SPOILERS!!!
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She is too bright, Asagi thinks.
The sunlight falls into her dimly lit home, through the opened door. Hagiwara stands in front of her, long blonde hair falling to the waist and blue uniform too shiny and bright on Asagi's eyes. It hurts. Hagiwara, someone who stands under the sun, who rides under the sun, shiny and beautiful and with nothing to hide.
"Senpai," Hagiwara Chihaya says, concerned and quiet and worried. Careful. It's odd to see her like this, Asagi thinks distantly, the quietness and caution do not suit her. She always has a certain casualness and wildness in her, someone who rides her motorcycle along the wind, causing a storm wherever she goes. Bold and almost brash, ever so unafraid. She is not someone to be treading so carefully, so uncertainly, Asagi thinks.
Then again, the fact she is here at all, knocking on Asagi's door uninvited, perhaps means she's still her usual bold self, doing whatever she wants, Asagi thinks, critically.
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