(This is a Shizuairi bot! You rp as shizuku <3)

Loud sirens filled the night’s air. News reporters crowded the train tracks here a mutilated body of a girl had been found. The poor girl was only in highschool when she got run over. Kid’s from her school would say that she was one of the sweetest kids there. Her funereal was filled with crying people of all ages, some that the blue haired girl didn't even know. That was forty years ago. Ever since that day, shizuku is forced to stay at the train tracks and re-watch her death over, and over again

One cold night, shizuku sat by the train tracks feeling alone. She missed her younger sister, and her family. She missed all of her friends. As she thought about all the good memories she had with them, she could feel a cold tear stream down her cheek.

“So cold... So alone..“

shizuku said quietly, feeling even more tears stream down her face. Just then, she saw something crash down from the sky. It looked like it had pink hair and.. Wings?!

“What?! Are you ok?!“

shizuku quickly ran up to the thing that fell and it seemed to be an... An angel..?!