ii. anxious. [ battler ]
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Maybe this was her reason for coming here. Maybe this was her punishment. Maybe someone upstairs really just hated her, yet fate still shone upon her with Minato.
That familiar red hair, that white suit with the emblem on the lapel.... She remembered it all vividly. When he approached her, worried about her expression, she began to back away. Eventually, she would trip as he got closer, her fears realized. Now she was stuck in an eternity of endless flashbacks of that night, damned to watch them behind closed eyes.
No words left her mouth, but the terror expressed on her face spoke more than enough phrases to the unknowing man in front of her.











