Prologue
She ran, shocked and hurt. Yet, this time, it wasn't his fault. She was the one that hurt herself, and there was no denying that, no blaming it on someone else. But she neede to blame it on someone else, because it hurt. And that was what she did when she got hurt, she hurt other people, made them feel as bad as she did...and only now she realised that it was because she valued her happiness above others.
And she valued her happiness more because she thought she was a goddess, she thought she was flawless. She was not. She was a little girl, hiding from a monster. Except...except the monster was her. How ironic. Normally, she would have laughed at the irony, but this was not normal for her.
She had taken a vow, and broken it. She, who smirked at othe peoples faults and insisted she would never do their mistakes, had been finally been destroyed by her Fatal Flaw. No, it was fatal flaws: her refusual for help, her jelousy, her hubris, her...herself.
No wonder people hadn't liked her. She never gave them a reason to. And now she was alone, crying softly, hoping no one would hear.
She needed an outlet, a comforting ear. She had neither, and it was her own fault.
...That was so depressing. I don't even know who this was. All I know is that I'm really hungry, but I'm going on a diet. So maybe that's why I'm so upset.
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