Oichi didn't expect anyone here. She couldn't remember how long she had been sitting here, haunted by the reminder of how precious their time had been and how she had ruined all of it.
It was all her fault.
She couldn't remember, because it was painful and so sweet, her only treasure in a time full of darkness when all she could do was to hate herself and hate the people around her. She had missed him then. She had missed him so much that she saw him everywhere, always trying to say something to her.
She didn't want to remember, because she didn't deserve it. She didn't deserve it when she had taken his memory and twisted it into something horrible in order to make an excuse. In order to make it seem that it wasn't her fault. She was doing it for him...
That's why when she feels a hand on her head, she freezes, certain that he was coming, finally, to blame her for all that had happened.
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It was all her fault.
She couldn't remember, because it was painful and so sweet, her only treasure in a time full of darkness when all she could do was to hate herself and hate the people around her. She had missed him then. She had missed him so much that she saw him everywhere, always trying to say something to her.
She didn't want to remember, because she didn't deserve it. She didn't deserve it when she had taken his memory and twisted it into something horrible in order to make an excuse. In order to make it seem that it wasn't her fault. She was doing it for him...
That's why when she feels a hand on her head, she freezes, certain that he was coming, finally, to blame her for all that had happened.