PROLOGUE
Mikan ran as fast as she can, holding the wispy skirt of her dress, letting the trail billow behind her. She was fairly aware of her braids slowly coming undone, her tears flowing and wetting her cheeks and neck, but she couldn't care less. What she needed now was to run.
She needed to survive. She needed to survive for her mother. She needed to survive for the other girls who sacrificed themselves just so she could run away.
Mikan didn't mind the scratches, the itchiness; she didn't mind that she was missing one shoe, she didn't mind that her once white dress is now smudged with mud. A little more effort and she would be out of the Persona territory.
"There she is!"
No! Just a little bit more! God, just a bit—
"I can see her!"
3 meters.
"She's heading North!"
2 meters.
"You can try and grab her dress!"
1 meter.
"An intruder from the Southern borders! Don't move, hands behind your head!"
Mikan stopped running and heaved, letting herself be pulled by the Northern border patrolers. She raised her hands and placed her palms behind her head. She can feel Persona's soldiers retreating.
It's fine now. She's finally out of the Persona territory.
Somebody pushed her forward and she came face to face with a man in uniform.
"I don't usually go out here to the borders," the man said, pushing back his dirty blond hair, "but something tells me you can be useful to us. I'm Kokoro Yome, and I'm going to be the one doing the honor of welcoming you into the Hyuuga territory."
A/N: HEY GUYS! MOMMA BLUE IS BACK! IF YOU GUYS HAVEN'T NOTICED, I WAS GONE FOR, LIKE, 2 YEARS. TO EXPLAIN MYSELF, I HAD SOME SORT OF BURNOUT THING WHEREIN IT'S NOT JUST WRITER'S BLOCK. I LITERALLY THOUGHT ABOUT GIVING UP WRITING BECAUSE IT FELT LIKE UNIVERSITY SQUEEZED ALL THE CREATIVITY OUT OF ME. BUT FOR SOME MIRACULOUS REASON, JUST YESTERDAY (03/19/19) IDEAS FLOWED IN MY HEAD. IT WAS LIKE DRINKING WATER IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DESERT! I WOULD BE WRITING THIS UNTIL I REACH A COUPLE OF CHAPTERS BEFORE I CONTINUE THE DAYS I REMEMBERED. I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS AS MUCH AS YOU DID MY OTHER WORKS, AND I HOPE YOU FEEL THE THINGS I'M WORKING SO HARD TO MAKE YOU GUYS FEEL.
P.S. I WAS ACTUALLY INSPIRED BY THIS SONG "YOU CAN BE KING AGAIN" WHILE I WAS PICKING A SONG FOR ME TO TRANSLATE IN AMERICAN SIGN LANGUAGE. SO IF YOU GUYS HAVEN'T HEARD ABOUT IT YET, I SUGGEST YOU TRY TO LISTEN TO IT.