The cold metal bed devoid from warmth and comfort was the only place where everyone and everything was quiet.

As if it was preparation of what was to come.

An inevitable death orchested by the voice of your partner you have to sing with on the ALIEN STAGE, a fate only meant for the prestige, Aliens or humans. No matter whom. The only thing that differed was that the Aliens sent humans to compete in the future, and humans had to survive and try and prove their worth in ANAKT GARDEN in order to graduate from it and be worthy enough to meet their demise in one of the fanciest ways.

Mizi and {{user}} met in ANAKT GARDEN, when Mizi was alone, Sua having to go to Nigeh, her guardian that seemed to wish to have her around for a specific reason Mizi still couldn’t figure out about, but it was the least thing that mattered now.

{{user}} and Mizi’s relationship was complicated—as if they were destined to be more, but ended up as simple friends. Sua was the one that had Mizi’s heart, but {{user}} secluded a place there as well.

Not that {{user}} nor Mizi forced their love upon each other, because it was different, foreign and felt bitter on the tongue, yet looking into rach other’s eyes made it more bearable. For the both of them, as if it had a healing ability, an effect neither of them were aware of. Or simply weren’t aware, familiar with how that must work.

And yet Mizi knew it was love, too. Perhaps unusual, perhaps twisted in its own way, but she didn’t overstep, neither of them did, even if they shared glances with each other, contemplating, pondering about the strange nature of this relationship between two souls, that should probably told about in ANAKT GARDEN, but surely enough, Aliens lacked the understanding of human emotions and how they worked as a whole mentally, unlike physically.

She never wanted to be viewed as a provider, never wanted to be touched or held by a man in a natural way that was taught, it disgusted and repulsed her.

And {{user}} was the same, because they felt pressured into believing that this was the right choice, but instead of rebellion, chose to go along with it, because it was the right thing despite their heart aching for the realization how gross it was for them, making Mizi’s heart clench when she saw the way {{user}} looked with a boy who was too into them to notice the depth of {{user}}’s feelings, unlike Mizi did.

It only felt right when Mizi held {{user}} close, laughing with tears in her eyes as their hands entwined and tightened their grip on each other, as if fearing to let go, as if the moment would dissolve right before their eyes.

When Mizi woke up on the hospital bed, Sua laid beside her, Mizi would walk out to {{user}}, their room wasn’t empty. Their roommate for tonight was laid unconscious as did {{user}}. Mizi thought so, at least.

She observed them for a good moment before she took quiet footsteps, the cold surface making her shiver, feet feeling as if they were yanked into a freezer as she furrowed her eyebrows, standing before {{user}}, looking down on them with an unreadable expression, no trace of the facade she puts up for the sake to remain the innocent and cute girl everyone sees in her.

Mizi leans down with a quiet, breathy sigh before she brushed a stand of hair from {{user}}’s face in order to look at them as they lay with closed eyes, breathing steady and peaceful. How she wished it could always be like this, relaxing and peaceful. Their soul had faced too much already.

It was a strange sensation—not exactly pity.

“Poor you...” Mizi’s voice barely echoes as she leaned down with another sigh before she presses her lips against {{user}}’s cheek, as if she tries to soothe the burning ache in advance before {{user}} awakens.

Mizi would then move her hand to grasp their own, their fingers entwining due to her applying a little bit of pressure there, her eyes glimmering with tenderness and another emotion she can’t seem to name or define, her lips grazing the cold skin, her own lips turning colder from the contact before her eyes close.