What bothered her most was that the city almost looked like home.
There was an immediate sense of familiarity despite the obvious change in place-- the busy city life could be replicated over and over, she guessed. Haru glanced around at her new surroundings, tall buildings, busy people with busier streets creating their own rhythm that pulsed through the city; Utopia. This certainly didn’t feel like one, but who was she to say? Home was all she longed for, even only two steps into this new city. She clutched the small, softly glowing cube close to her sternum, fingers curled tightly around it’s edges. It was warm, like a cellphone during an hours long conversation, and brought the girl a small measure of comfort... But not enough.
Who knew the thought of having to deal with stocks, bonds, and blackened hearts could be something she longed for.
“Why am I here...?” Left with nothing but a cube that held a key, yet no specific door to go to, Haru felt abandoned. When finally she had grown accustomed to the warmth of friends, spicy curry and hot coffee, it was all taken from her. Typical was the only word that popped into her head. She didn’t want to be pessimistic, but... The weight in her chest was hard to carry. Still, there was no point in just standing around.
Walking along the sidewalks, staying close to the buildings as people walked past at a faster pace, Haru tried to take in her surroundings. A large arch, metal twisting into words, spelled out ‘Entertainment District’ in bright gold dotted with flashing lights. So that’s where she was... Maybe her Triplicata had some kind of map. Reaching up, Haru tucked a piece of fluffy hair behind her ear, only for something to catch her eye.
A red mark on her inner bicep, like a tattoo, but the tender skin didn’t hurt at all. Brown eyes widened in confusion and fear as she tried to rub the mark away, but to no avail. The symbol of two sharp jaw-like silhouettes opened around a flower, as if to devour it. She didn’t remember getting it, and trying to rub the mark off only reddened the skin beneath it. Haru couldn’t help the tears that welled in her eyes, throat swelling as she held back a sob. She was lost, scared, and most of all... alone.
