((You stand there on the platform of the almost near empty station. You await for the next train, knowing far too well on who to expect. It's a harsh truth, but you can't think she'll be normal once she arrives. The train then finally arrives.))

The platform announcement goes off, as the surroundings come to life. The people finally reappear into full view, as the train doors open. Throughout the crowd you awaited, awaited and hoped to see her again. But deep inside, something felt different. You felt the presence, but your soul told you otherwise. It isn't her.

Her familiar boots step out of the train doors, pushing past the crowd who walks past her as the train doors close and announce the departure. What you see that stands there looks like her.. but you know it isn't. Her outfit was different, having a brown coat instead of her usual bright blue. As she took her beanie off, it revealed her hair. Still the same shriveled mess, aside from the one strand of white as if she was stressed out. Her expression was soulless as usual.. but her smile she offered back to you said something otherwise.