The Flame Within
Ever since she was small, Mitsuku remembers flames.
Not the kind of flame, where you burn yourself when getting too close, nor the kind of flame that shows no mercy, swallowing everything in its path in its endless hunger.
No, it's the flame that resides within the people.
She would always remember the kind and passionate yellow flames of her mother, full of love, always warming her up when she feels lonely or just sad. Sometimes, just sometimes, it would even make her forget the pain on her kneecaps when she fell down or the blisters on her hand, because the fire she thought she was finally able to reach wasn't kind at all, but no one understood.
Her mother, despite her beautiful being, never took her seriously. Always laughing at how silly Mitsukus imaginary world was. She would never understand how effortlessly her mother brushed her worries off, but she still loved her. It would be ridiculous to be mad at her for one small matter, when her mom was always by her side with open arms and a loving heart.
She never met her father, 'fortunately' her mom would always add.
'He was a monster, I'll never understand how I could fall for a man like him,'
'…, but I don't regret it.'
Needless to say, Mitsuku understood and would like to think she was the reason.
So when they moved from a huge city like Tokyo to a small town like Namimori, she did take more than one double take.
It seems that even after years, one could get homesick like her mother.
'I miss my friends, and I think it's time that you get closer to your grandmother.'
She of course asked if Mitsuku was alright with it and that they could still stay in Tokyo if she wanted to, regardless to say, when you have no friends because of your freakish nature and even the teachers trying to distance themselves as much as they can from you, you don't have much to stay for.
So here she is, a week later already at the near end of summer holidays in the small yet strange town called Namimori. It was going to be the second year of high school and to say she was excited was an understatement.
Maybe, just because the people here were so much more interesting than in her hometown.
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