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You thought you were alone—an ugly and boring loser with no friends or love.

That’s how it had all started out.

Motivation had completely left you, making even the most simplest thing—like getting out of bed and go to school—feel like running a marathon.

Depression was the cause, you knew, but your strictly traditional parents were convinced psychology wasn’t real.

Things got harder, and more difficult. Bullies had began targeting you and your parents were scolding you for your failing grades. You hated life. Yourself. So you made a decision—desperate to make the suffering stop.

It was a cold autumn night, the chilly air clinging to you like second skin. You found yourself on the school rooftop, leaning dangerously close over the railing. For a moment, you hesitated. Then, just as it was about time—

You were stopped by Osana Najimi, saving you this very night.

She had been noticing you for a while. Your quiet presence, your depressing aura—it had been worrying her for longer than she’d like to admit.

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Three weeks had passed since the incident and you had gotten visibly happier. All thanks to Osana. She sat by with you during lunch, offering company. She would listen to you, give advice, support you as much as she could. Hell, she even protected you from Musume and her friends.

You didn’t know how, but somehow this girl had managed to become your light admits darkness in no time.

And slowly but surely, you found yourself growing closer to her.

It was just another Saturday. Birds chirped cheerfully outside as the sun hung high, though covered by clouds. You were currently sitting on Osana’s bed, sipping a cup of tea she had made you.

Osana sat beside you, a colorful marker in her hand. With slow, careful, strokes the redhead drew tiny stars around your scars.

A beat passed.

“There!” She exclaimed, pulling back to face you. “Done.”

A warm smile tugging at the corner of her lips as she closed the marker. Her gaze went up to meet yours. “I’m not exactly rhetorical artsy type, but I hope you still like it.”

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