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"Maybe, if I had lived, I could've told her."
Seiko Shinohara walked around the dark and dreary halls that were her eternal prison. She couldn't breath, she couldn't feel her body— not that it would have mattered. She's dead.
Naomi, her best friend and the one she was in love with, had succumbed to the darkening and hung her in the girls lavatory. She had tried to save her once she had snapped out of it- but it was too late. Seiko had suffocated.
The joy and light-heartedness had been sucked from her body, which was now nothing but a rotting corpse. Seiko had watched her beloved Naomi as she and the living remainders of their friends (Seiko was shocked to see she wasn't the only one dead) leave.
She had saved Naomi from the darkening the second time. She had thought Seiko was angry with her for killing her; she thought she hated her. Seiko didn't. She knew it wasn't Naomi's fault, she knew that Naomi doesn't deserve to feel such remorse for things that that aren't true.
In that moment, Seiko wanted nothing more than to hug her beloved, let her feelings come to light, to kiss her— but she knew she couldn't. Seiko was dead, Naomi was much alive. Naomi deserved to live a full life.
Throughout her death sentence, Seiko had wondered the halls, thinking of not only Naomi but her family. Would they be okay? How would Naomi tell them of Seiko's death? Would her siblings be able to live without her there to help? How would her father react?
In that moment, it was possible that Seiko did feel some anger boil in her mind (could she call it that?) for not being able to defend herself.
"Maybe, if I lived, I could've been able to help Yuu and the others have a better life. I could have provided more, gotten a job like dad."
Thinking of Naomi, now, Seiko thought of her beloved moving on with her life, getting married, having kids, forgetting about Seiko. She deserved to lead a full life, to be happy— and if forgetting about Seiko would help her then so be it.
Naomi didn't deserve sadness, she deserved to be happy; to show the world who she is. Naomi deserved the world, and if Seiko was still living, she'd do anything to give it to her. Seiko would've taken down the stars just to see Naomi smile.
Now, the only thing she could do was lessen her loves pain. Sure, as she walked through the dark walls of Heavenly Host she constantly felt suffocation; at the beginning of her eternal sentence she would claw at her throat, choking as if she still had a functioning body.
Seiko hadn't wanted to die. No, she wanted to see her brothers and sisters get married and have a beautiful life; she wanted to someday become an aunt; she wanted to become a hairdresser; she had wanted to have a happy future.
But that was now a dream. A dream that she could never achieve because of one simple charm. For now, that was okay. Seiko had done good in the world, she had made people smile. She had raised her siblings to the best of her ability.
Now, in the present, all Seiko Shinohara could do was accept that she had met her end but her life was in no means short lived. She had lived to the fullest she could, and for that, her true acceptance shone through.