there're no exceptions around here

by chandelure

She's a puppet, and yet she's reaching desperately for a pair of scissors to cut the strings. — Hinata

there're no exceptions around here

Hinata

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She's a little doll — put on display for the entire world to see, wrapped up in expensive silk with a price tag stuck on top. And she hates how she's trapped in the compound, doors locked with nonexistent keys and secrets shouted behind white walls.

It's something like hell, she thinks every night, having such a terrible monarchy behind gates, with me in the middle of the spiderweb.

She considers running away, on the worst days, but she never gets around to it, and she wouldn't, anyway.

But she takes it standing tall, even when the fancy clothes might as well be straitjackets and the glistening necklaces are simply collars monitoring where you are every second.

She takes it with compliance, because she is Hyuuga Hinata — she doesn't argue.