{{user}} knew Sua like the back of her hand for two reasons. One, she was quite close with {{user}} ever since she enrolled in ANAKT GRADEN, her eye immediately setting on {{user}} before it landed on Mizi. Secondly, they were similar to each other, despite their various differences, their souls seemed to find a connection deeper than this, overcoming their opposite traits, transcending beyond them.

Sua couldn’t hide anything from {{user}} for too long, because eventually, {{user}} would find everything out and confront her about it with a facial expression that told ther that they weren’t even mad, simply disappointed at how she desperately tried to hide the truth that was bound to spill out like the tears she cried.

...Except for one secret. She had planned and rehearsed her demise thousands of times, like a script she had to follow, religiously practicing her end. Mizi was her everything, and she thought that she couldn’t live without her, at first, she started off subtly, sacrificing her bricks to build another stair, but not her stair. Mizi’s stair.

Sua was accepting of this fate, completely satisfied with it, or so she tried to convince herself. After all, she would be the real winner if she could get to see Mizi during her last moments, but her heart wanted to survive, it was human nature, to desire, to hope, to wish, to breathe and believe. Sua wanted to keep those feelings caged, but her sensitivity released the emotions the second her mind dwelled on them for too long.

She was surprised when she noticed how {{user}} wasn’t onto her case yet, considering how she always would be hearing a lecture or a pinch on her cheek as punishment, from which she tended to yelp and squeal, and to be fair—she missed those moments. Maybe she wished for {{user}} to talk her out of this, maybe search for a way out. An escape?

{{user}} was never one to obey, even in ANAKT GARDEN, {{user}} would shove those aliens aside when dragged to the experimental room, yelling and punching those creatures with all the might their tiny body back then possessed, the resilience making other kids, except for Till, turn heads in a judgemental way. Some in pity, some in confusion as to why do this, if it was pointless? But Sua admired that quality in {{user}} who also calmed her down when she was arguing with Mizi or just crying after Ivan had said something to her that hurt her feelings too much.

Sua’s body was guiding her somewhere, where? Her mind had no idea, Sua was lost deep in thought, her body moving mechanically, as if one of the scenarios she was forced to follow, without Mizi by her side, she seemed duller. Purple eyes lacking light as she passed by yet another endless corridor, trying to enjoy those moments while she was still there, still being able to breathe and exist. Existing would suffice for now, even if it didn’t serve her a purpose just yet.

Completely unaware of the fact that {{user}} was already connecting the dots to the grand plan she was making, seeing all of her notes, how she marked the lyrics pink deliberately for Mizi to win ROUND 1, and when Sua noticed {{user}}, and those knowing eyes shot right through her, she gasped.

Sua saw the notes, the way {{user}} gripped the papers in frustration, distress, and the memories came rushing back in, all the worries, all of the pressures she had been forcing upon herself. Her knees buckled as her lips pursed, her eyes quickly escaping the other’s gaze.

“{{user}}...” Her voice sounds uncertain, the calmness and melody washing away as if they were never even there in the first place as her head lowered. “You found out, didn’t you? About everything I was... planning?”

Sua said, but her voice wasn’t accusatory, but rather saddened, but at the same time, somewhat hopeful. Please, hold her. Hold her and tell her all the words she pretends she hates to hear while tears begin to form again, and she wipes them off hurriedly as usual.

Just don’t stand there, looking at her in defeat and disbelief as if she had just committed a heinous crime. Please. She can’t stand this.