Eh, Hey there! I am new to writing on so…it may not be good to your opinion.

I DO NOT own the "Angelic Layer" series. (Oh boy do I wish I did). And I hope you enjoy!

3PIS0D3 0N3- Greetings to all

"Mother! Mother!" The little girl's voice cracked as she screamed at her mother. The little girl made a frightful cry of pain trying wake her up. But nothing would pump a heartbeat. She bent down, and in pain she cried for help. Not answer; not a cry; not even a small amount of sound returned to her. She looked at her mother and saw that she was smiling. Smiling with hope; as if she knew she was going to die that same day.

The little girl wiped away her tears and questioned herself. "Did I kill my mom?"

"Why did she leave me?" WHY?"

She looked around and saw that a little boy and his father, a royal blood. They must have come after them when she ran away. The little boy ran towards the girl. He was smiling; but she saw the sadness and pain he was going through also "Here; I will help you Princess."

"Thanks," He grabbed her hand, and wiped her tears away.

"Don't cry"

I came; I saw you & your beautiful eyes

My name is Suzuhara Misaki. I live with my Aunt Shouko…er I mean Shouko-san. My mom died when I was 7…so I don't really remember her, sorry! But I am princess of Northern lands. Nokishoko to be exact. I am 14 and ruling. How wonderful! I hope I can get along well with the other princes and princesses tonight at our ball. Please help me, diary!

Misaki; heart&

Misaki slowly enclosed her diary and stood. She soon paced to her closet; indecisive of what to where, she went to her loyal maid, Hikaru. Hikaru had burning red eyes; you could see the fire that laid in them. Her hair had a crimson twinge to it. It was red, but had a darker mixture. She wore natural clothes. Misaki never allowed uniforms. She thought it was like taking the freedom of "spirit" away, but Hikaru never complained about it. Misaki simply loved her friends. Misaki ran towards her loving friend, and tried to get a great dress to where.

"Dah, Hikaru? Can you help?" She bowed to her maid. Hikaru looked puzzled. 'She's bowing…to her maid? WONDERFUL! She is such a doll' Hikaru giggled at her 'dear child'. Hikaru laid her hand on her head.

"Of course, dear," Hikaru walked towards Misaki's closet. 'I hate coming in here; I feel so…small' She sighed.

"Time to search," Her closet…was HUGE. Dresses, pants, shirts; anything you could want in its own room. Hikaru looked at the dresses. "AH!"

"I found one!" It was teal silk, with dramatic flower designs at the bottom. From the middle of her knee would be where the split of the dress.

"Kawaii!" Misaki said. She immediately grabbed and tried on. It looked perfect. Remembering where she got it from, Hikaru sighed. Hikaru looked down. Her thoughts glided through her mind. 'Misaki…will find a boy to dance- wait!'

"It looks beautiful! Now we need to find matching shoes. A few seconds later, Hikaru found the shoes to match the lovely dress. "Ahh!" she found shoes that laced up her leg looking perfect for the dress. As if…she was meant to be in it.

--&& One step further than before

Miharu Oujiro tapped his finger nervously as he looked through window desperately. He didn't know what to do…surprisingly. Usually he could find a resolution just as quick as a snap. But today was different. Today was the day he had to dance with another girl. Not his friends, princesses from other lands. Girls he never met, but had to speak to. He only really knew one, but she wasn't considered a friend. Just a …girl he knew. This night will be so "un-Oujiro-like".

" Why the sudden nervousness, Ou-chan? It's so unlike you." A tall man spoke with a teasing sensational tone. Stunned, Oujiro turned slowly. He smiled nervously.

"Well, the ball is in a hour…and I don't think I am ready for this." He choked the last part out.

"You'll have ladies all over you? You do know that. You should be worrying about getting a dance."

"Wizard, how absurd!" He said slightly blushing

"See now you can't be afraid." Wizard said putting his hand on Oujiro's shoulder

"Okay I guess." Calming down, he chuckled at the thought, the thought of meeting someone new.

"Demo," He said as if he was actually trying to push the question. "I'm I that noticeable?" Oujiro gulped and smiled towards Wizard. Wizard plucked an eyebrow. He gazed Oujiro a questioning stare. Oujiro's eyes were emotionless at the time.

He was dead serious.

"Hai. Oujiro you have that 'perfect' personality like you mother. No one can simply go on in life without noticing you, especially the ladies. You shouldn't worry. Everyone gets noticed once in a while," Wizard spoke wisely, and quirked a smile towards Oujiro. Oujiro's eyes lightened, and he knew exactly what to do:

He was going to find that princess he had comforted when he was smaller. I know it sounds childish, but the "dream" seemed to real at the moment. Nothing could stop the lad from over-coming the heroicness he was feeling. He felt un-stoppable.

'That girl,' His thought troubled him, 'she seemed so sad. Why?' He thought in a agonizing trance. "Well, I should get ready," Oujiro soon walked towards his closet, and began his night.

--&& Just you and I as we dance eternally—

"Ah! See now your hair is done!" Misaki's hair was laced up leaving few hairs down; it helped add an extra touch. She heard girls and guys' voices down stairs; he stomach began to sink. She felt so embarrassed about having the whole ball at her castle. 'Why me?' she whined. She soon walked out her door. Hikaru dressed up. She came to the stairs. Hikaru was on the other side like a bodyguard. The security spoke through their headsets 'she is walking down the stairs.

"Greetings to alllll princesses and princes; PRINCESS SUZUHARA MISAKI! Soon to reigning over the largest nation in the world, and her next title will be queen, Owning northern, eastern and parts of southern! She comes here to dance with some very lucky men…er princes! Here she is!" The tour guide said to everyone. Everyone was awing and cooing over her adorableness. But all together she had natural beauty. She glistened with the light with perfection. The young princes soon began to nervously shake, but shook it off thinking "I'm going to dance with the cutest girl in all the kingdoms". And yes she was. They had huge egos, to dance with her. Misaki, you lucky girl!

"Aww, Misaki is all grown up!" said one princess. She soon began reaching the bottom. She blushed furiously as the many men went towards her, first bowing and taking her hand, leaving a soft, gentle kiss on her hand. She blushed even more at the thought of boys kissing her hand. She made her departure, and slowly walked away trying get to Hikaru.

"Heh, have a nice time slowly walking down the stairs?" Hikaru asked.

"No…I feel sick. I am dizzy!" She blinked. " Oh Misaki; it's just that you are nervous!" Now go dance!" she pushed Misaki away, and chuckled.

"Naahh!" she ran into a tall being. Her mind was filled with excuses; it just took her too long to choose one. Ahh, saying sorry will be best, she painfully thought.

"Oof! Gomenasi!" She said quickly before looking up. She looked up and saw how close she was to this person. In surprise, she went back; maybe she jerked to hard, she may never know, but she fell.

A firm grip grasped her hand out of now where. It pulled her up.

"Jah-gomenesai!"

"Daijoubou?" He asked nicely.

"Yeah I guess. -" She slowly walked back, and bowed.

"Suzuhara Misaki." She said introducing herself.

"Miharu Oujiro"

--&& Having this dance; is like birds flying in the m o r n i n g s k y

"…Sorry! Can I do anything to make it up?" Misaki asked with a bow.

"No need to bow. You're the princess." He grasped her hand lightly, and slowly looking into her eyes; he kissed it. Her eyes widened once more. Her cheeks lightened and heat began to rush. ' He's not the only one who kissed your hand, Misaki!' She thought trying to cool her face down.

"You could be my dancing partner; if that's okay?" He looked at her, and then chuckled at her redden face.

"Are…you feeling okay? I can get you a drink-" He tilted his eye-brow in confusion.

"Oh; I am fine. I am just not used to dancing…with a guy I just met." She looked up at him. "But I am willing to do it." She smiled at Oujiro as he took her hand and bowed. Alas the lovely dance began.

He took her hand and began the proportions; he put his hand on her waist; lifting one another, they began to dance. They glided across the floor, like no one was there to stop him or her at all. She smiled as he spun her across the floor.

"You're a great dancer, Misaki-sama." She blushed as she spun.

"Eh! Formalities aren't a biggy! No need for the 'sama'!" She said as she stressed her sentence. "Well; I have been practicing for this dance for a long time. That's how nervous I was about it." She bit her lip; 'How stupid, Misaki.'

"Misaki-san; I was also nervous. So there is no reason to be embarrassed." He allayed her thoughts.

"Well; everyone knows me…but I don't know them." She pouted. Oujiro chuckled at her cuteness and tipped her.

"Well you do look familiar to me." He soon looked at her indigo eyes and saw a little girl crying…over her lost mother.

She looked around and saw that a little boy and his father, royal father. The little ran towards the girl. He was smiling, but she saw the sadness and pain he was going though. "Here; I will help you Princess.

"Thanks" He grabbed her hand, and wiped her tears away.

"Don't cry"

"Suzuhara…Misaki" He whispered to himself. 'It was she?' I mean she has the characteristics as her. He glanced at her once more. Her were eyes just a blue as hers. They seemed to be, loving with a dash of passion making them perfect. Crimson brown hair that had it's own category in beauty. It needed not the descriptions. He gradually got slower in the dance as he kept thinking about the similarities of the 'two'. Dang, he was really concentrating.

"Oujiro…? Am I annoying you?" Her words triggered something, making him snap out of his trance. He mentally shook it off

"No, no, no; I was just thinking" He said as he dipped her once more.

"You're the least bit annoying, Princess," she blushed furiously as the song ended. He bowed and kissed her hand, once more.

"Hopefully I can get you alone to dance with sometimes, Misaki-chan. Maybe tomorrow?" He tilted his head and planted a kiss on her cheek.

"Nah! I forgot we are having guests for the month!" She said embarrassedly. He smiled at her.

"Yes; I guess I am one of those guests," He chuckled at her.

"Good-bye." He bid his farewell, forgetting the questions her was going to ask. His eyes slowly trailed her body as she walked away.

'Is that really you?' He guessed not, and was taken by another girl.

"Excuse me! I couldn't help but notice your eyes. They're simply ravishing, darling,' She purred at Oujiro.

"Thanks! Would you like to dance?" He took her hand and mentally groaned. 'Another one of these' He knew, this truly wouldn't be his "night".

Someone's lurking, with the dangerous intent for power. A lovely girl will be the victim. Someone please save her.

3PIS0D3 0N3 PART two- The Lovely –deadly intent- Obsession.

"Hikaru!" Misaki squealed happily at her friend. Hikaru's eyebrow rose.

"Well you face sure is redder than usual?" She giggled at Misaki's expression. Misaki felt like she was going to die, and not from the pressure from the crowd.

"Eh, you should so calm down, and look at yourself in the restrooms, dear." Hikaru recommended.

"Jah! Be right back!" She walked slowly towards the restrooms. 'So she met the one, eh?' Hikaru gladly thought as she felt a tap on the shoulder.

"Hikaru, huh? So I hear you're now a guardian to the well-known princess?" She slowly turned around and smirked. She had and 'hmph' sort of expression. 'Lovely, it's Wizard…the legendary' She thought painfully.

"Why yes, dear sir. So I have stalkers now?" She chuckled at his cold expression.

"Would you like to dance?" She asked boldly, with no regret at all. He nodded and bowed. He held out his hand in greeting of a dance. She curtsied and took it. And the graceful dance began.

&&- OMFGZWTFWTHBQQUISHHEKISSEDMYHAND! –squee-

Her faced brightened as she saw her dress once. She skipped towards her area, and splashed her face.

'He…is really nice guy! EH! Why am I still thinking about it! ERGGH! Misaki snap out of it! You have plenty more guys…like him?' She bit her lip, and thought about her past self.

"You acted like a total idiot. All you did was embarrass yourself. I am surprised he didn't just drop you right then and there." She saw her eye fog at the moment. She was somehow… confused about the concept.

'You idiot.' She thought mourningly as she heard the door open behind her.

"Who's there?" She asked quietly. She turned around a saw nothing. Figment of her imagination, just maybe, but I think not. So she quietly wiped her tears and walked backwards. Bad choice. She would scream, but a hand covered her small mouth.

"Hey there, sweetie!" The voice sounded anonymous towards her, but he definitely knew her. She stalked her half her life. And finally began to make his dreadful move.

"MMMFFF!" She cried uncontrollably.

"Shut up!" He threw her into a wall. Hitting her head, she slowly fell to the ground, with tears still falling from her eyes.

"We got her, finally! This kingdom will be mine!" The man picked her body and shoved her onto his shoulder

Oh! Such a dreadful night I wish I was there by your side through the bad

The man slammed the door open, triggering the security to move towards the restrooms. He heard her muffle, so he put her down and made her walk. Like nothing was happening, she slowly felt tears swallow her eyes. 'I am sorry, Hikaru' She thought in pain. The other princesses gasped, and grabbed their male partners.

"Help get her back! Please" they pleaded, the princes slowly saw her, and frowned. They knew exactly what he was doing.

Putting a threat to the heir. "Suzuhara Misaki". They contacted the security. But Misaki was now out of reach. They couldn't get her now. So it was up to the recovery team. They contacted them, and they began their move.

Wizard looked at Hikaru, and saw her worried look. He tapped her shoulder reassuring her that everything would be all right.

The man slowly walked up stairs, smirking in pleasure. Oujiro frowned at the sight of Misaki. He knew she must've have been frightened. He knew from her voice and reactions: She was a shy little girl, who just wanted to friend everyone. With no problems at all, she would love everyone. The man looked at Oujiro as Oujiro narrowed his eyes. The man smirked and spat at Oujiro.

"Hmph," He triggered something in Oujiro. Something Oujiro normally doesn't have. Anger. But something was just…wrong with him disrespecting Misaki. How could he? She didn't do anything.

The man made it to the top and announced.

"I have your beloved princess." The crowd roared in anger.

"NAH YA THINK?" or "GIVE US MISAKI!" and " I HOPE YOU DIE AND BURN SOMEWHERE ALONE-" Except that last part was said by Hikaru. She said and disappeared.

The recovery team was now on the go. Misaki was in front of him, and tied at the wrists. Hikaru was seen with them. She pointed to three areas and did a few hand co ordinations. Hikaru was in lead of the teams. They went to three different places.

'We want her in no way of danger; if he threatens something immediately take emergency operations. Hai?' she said to the main team.

The operations soon began with a BANG. No seriously they threw something at the juice bar to distract him. He turned towards the distractions, and held Misaki.

"YOU WENCH! You set-them up." He slapped her, and she whimpered as the crowd's anger rose. The princesses began to take off their shoes and go ghetto on his scaly hide. Track-star-, Princess Tamayo, was Misaki's best friend. Seeing her get slapped like made her eyes darken.

"Kotaro, hold me back please. THIS GUY IS GOING TO DIIIIEEEE!" She fired up before she saw Misaki smile. She calmed down and painfully gazed at her.

"Why must you smile through the bad, and when you're in danger?" Tamayo hugged Kotaro. 'I can't help her' She whispered in his shirt.

"Ey, we have Hikaru on the move. Everything will be all right," He said soothing her cries.

Oujiro softly gazed at Misaki as her heard her voice crack when tried to speak.

"GUYS! It's all right! I am okay, that matters right? Calm down. The yelling is not needed. He will just get angry and-" A slap to the face got her before she could finish.

"Will you shut-up?" He scowled at her.

" NO! Not when you're putting my people in harm's way!" She said earning another.

"HAHAHAHHAHHAA! Trying to act bold now? When you're just a small princess who isn't worth anything? When all she does is cling to her friends and hope they can help her? PFFT! YOU MAKE ME LAUGH! You're just worthless like your mother! She wasn't anything to the empire!" He laughed once more as the crowd silenced. Misaki's eyes grew dark, and she began to cry.

"You're wrong! My mother- she was a great woman who died for her empire! Leave her out of this please!" She fell to her knees. He slowly lifted his leg, before her could kick her; Tamayo threw her shoe. BINK! It hit right in the forehead. "Ouch" the crowd said in unison.

"Don't you EVER talk about Misaki's mother in vain! Or even Misaki, you worthless swine. You have no right to bash on Misaki's empire like that. You're just jealous!" She said smirking. He growled and pulled a knife.

" Oh really? Wanna say something big like that with a knife to her neck?" He smirked pulling Misaki up to the knife. Hikaru kicked the knife out his hand and pinned him to the floor with her other leg, making that difficult attack too easy.

"Wanna talk big with my foot in your mouth?" His eyes narrowed as he tried to push her off, but more recruits tackled him, just like football. Hikaru quickly went to Misaki and checked her for any injuries.

"Misaki! Are you okay?" The crowd said, confusing her.

"Of course I am fine!" They all awed and cooed at her innocence. She smiled and winced when Hikaru touched her red cheek.

"Misaki, you're bleeding, dear?" Hikaru's eyes soften. Misaki gasped, along with the crowd.

"Don't stop the ball everyone was having fun! I'll just rinse and come back, and get fresh air. Okay?" Hikaru eyes narrowed.

"You'll bring an officer with you to the restrooms, and a prince with you outside!" Misaki frowned.

"Okay, Hikaru" She sloped to the bathroom. She rinsed her face and looked at it. 'You really cried tonight!' She frowned, and wiped the dripping water from her face.

"Tamayo, you're hilarious." Tamayo snuck out the stall.

"DOOOHH!" You found me. She slumped to the floor. Misaki giggled before Tamayo turned serious.

"MISAKICHI! Are you all right? I mean he slapped you like three or four times! I was so worried. So I threw my shoe! SERVES HIM RIGHT FOR MESSING WITH MY MISAKICHI!" She said proudly.

"Hai! I am okay!" She said putting a thumbs up. Tamayo left with a hug and a headlock. Misaki slowly walked out the restroom to reassure the security to tell Hikaru she's going outside.

"Daijoubu? General Kikto doesn't look suitable for work today!" Misaki questioned the guard. The guard stance lightened and looked towards the worried girl.

"You scared us all, Misaki-hime. You even startled the dear boy you danced with first. That, Mihara Oujiro, boy." He laughed aloud.

"Go dance, hime. You deserve it!" He pushed her off. 'She truly does lighten the spirits of her empire.' He thought graciously.

"Arigato, Kiki!" She nicknamed him back she was small.

"Kikto to want to plllaayyyy!" She whined and soon began to grin. He looked at her and smiled.

"Misaki-him, you have school duty! You must've think of any else. You shall play later, hime.

"KIKIIIIII!" She soon said with laughter. He smirked and picked her up. Shuuko-sama soon walked through door. She was a beautiful mistress. His first love, and her mother.

"Kikto, my dear daughter can take a break from her teachings. I am sure you can take that right?" She chuckled as she hugged her daughter.

"You'll grow up to be a beautiful wise woman. Making lovely friends, and competitive, small but you'll never give up! Just like your mother" She cooed as she kissed her dear daughter on her head. Her mother, a beautiful mistress died that same night.

Misaki shook off her memories before tears welled in her eyes.

"Misaki-sama?" A worrying voice was heard from behind. 'Was it Oujiro? Why was he here? I hope he isn't-Lovely, just lovely. No you can burden the guy you just met.'

"Hai?" She said with a shaky voice, not turning around, and trying to recover from her tears. She slowly turned around, and smiled with tears in her eyes.

His eyes were so gentle towards her as he came to comfort the lost girl. He had done something like this before. Yet, all this feels like is a story, that he just won't stop reading.

Something like: A lost girl, crying over her dead mother.

"Misaki-chan…can I come?" He questioned softly as he paced towards her. She just her eyes fiercely, and just let her tears fall.

"Nahh?" She said whimpering, "Misaki shouldn't burden Oujiro-san with her sorrows. Oujiro-san has no need to come!" She shook off her tears and turned towards Oujiro.

"Ne, Oujiro-san wants Misaki to allow him to comfort her," He surprised himself with his last sentence. 'I just met her and am already asking her to give me her acceptance into her personal space. Nice, Oujiro, nice. See if you get any friends now.' He mentally slapped himself to straighten up. But with her…he felt she would allow any friend to come into her life. She would listen to what her has to say.

"Hai. Persistent you are, Oujiro-san. I guess so." She wiped her eyes from the fog that clouded her vision of him. He saw him smile as he made his way to her. He came, finally, and stood. He looked at the stars.

"Demo, Misaki does look at the stars, right?" He asked bluntly. She gave a questioning expression, but soon smiled. Her eyes were now, slightly dry, but she knew that would end.

"Hai. I do. Why?" Misaki said confused. He took a step forward and pointed. She looked towards the target and say a red star. Beautiful. Just lovely, way too to describe. He chuckled when he saw her quiet look. 'How cute. Misaki I hope I can help you feel better. I couldn't stand to see you out here crying all alone" He thought sapply.

"Oujiro-san…do. Hai- never mind." She stopped and looked down. Curious was never a friend of Oujiro and always took over. He stepped even closer to her and looked down slightly.

"Misaki-chan can tell Oujiro anything…if she so liked to." He grinned down before her.

"Why does Oujiro-san…look so lonely? You're a very attractive, you're kind, handsome, and anything a girl would want. But if they looked close enough; they would see a lonely boy. Lost somewhere, looking for his fate. You look sad in your eyes" Simply shocked at what she said she backed down and blushed. He was silent. His eyes seemed to have calmed more than before. 'She saw straight through my years of experience, my disguise to hide my emotions. Innocent and naïve, she is , but her eyes are a dangerous tool for looking into someone's life.' Oujiro seemed to be a little insecure, but soon shook it off.

"Hai. I am sorry, Oujiro-san. I…-" She buckled over and began tearing up. Her traitorous tears fell as she tried to hide.

"Oujiro-san, I was so scared." She finally admitted.

Oujiro surprisingly moved without notice and came to her aid. He soon realized her was kneeling down, hugging her.

I am hugging the Princess of the Northern lands. Wow. What did you do now? – He thought blissfully

"Lovely. I am now troubling Oujiro-san. I just met you, and started crying like I was 7 again and lost my mother," She said sharply.

"Lovely. I am now troubling Oujiro-san. I just met you, and started crying like I was 7 again and lost my mother." Those words slowly flowed through his mind like the wind.

"Misaki-" He was soon cut off by her finger,

"Go dance, Oujiro-san. There's no need for you to be out here with me in the cold. You have a life to tend to. Yours, remember? I am okay. I just need…sometime with my thoughts at hand. Thank-you for your concern, though. It was very sweet of you!" She giggled and blush as she notice his hands were on her waist, and she was snuggled in his chest.

"Misaki-chan…shall we dance then?" She widened her eyes in shock.

'Oujiro-san' She thought happily.

" I am not going to leave out here by your-self unless I know you're inside safe…with me." He said thoughtfully. He grabbed her hand softly and gently pulled her with him. "Hai?"

"O-okay!" She blushed furiously as he pulled into the ball. The men awed and the girls cooed once more. Awing and cooing should be Misaki's theme, eh?

"Misaki-hime and Oujiro-sama are now dancing together again! Too Kawaii!" They 'girl fan-girled' over Oujiro's charm and watched the elegant dance began, once again.

He smiled softly as he saw Misaki look towards the ground in embarrassment.

'I can't seem to leave her alone in a place, without worrying so.' He chuckled at the thought. 'I want to be-friend you, Misaki-sama. No. Misaki-chan'

"Oujiro-san, will you be my friend?" She asked going straight to the point. She smiled sweetly at him as she slightly blushed.

"Of course," He soon shook off the slight blush and dipped her.

DINGGG-DONNGGG-DINNGGGG-DONGGG!- Went the bell, realizing it was 12:00 AM, Misaki dismissed her-self from Oujiro saying Be right back', and soon walked up the stairs for the recital.

"As Princess of the Northern lands, EVERY prince or princess is welcome to the castle for any operation. This ball was about reunification, so we all can realize how important we all are to one another. My kingdom wouldn't have made it without you guys. Hopefully we can set another ball, just for fun? Just maybe? Hopefully you had a great time, and sorry for the disturbances. I am okay, no real injury." She paused to clear her throat.

"Everyone, have a great day!" Misaki concluded and soon bowed. The crowd also bowed as Misaki stood. She blushed for while. She soon walked down the stairs as the crowd cleared.

"Huff" She said with exhaustion. Someone tapped her on her shoulder signaling her in surprise.

"AHHH!" She said falling over. Catching her, he laughed pleasurably .

"Hai Misaki-chan. Shall I walk you to your room?" The enigma, soon to be realized Oujiro, asked requesting to.

"Hai. No problem. You do know where your room is, right?' He nodded as he followed her towards the hallway. He slowly followed her towards a huge doorway. 'Her room?' He smirked.

"Hai, my room is here! Sorry, all the…you know the drama." She blushed as she stumbled over her words. She looked up and saw that Oujiro was kind of…staring at her.

"Err, Oujiro-san, you okay?" She poked his arm. He looked at her and pulled close to her.

"It's alright," He kissed her cheek, "bye Misaki-chan. See you tomorrow, right?"

He waved good-bye. She slowly realized what happened and blushed: Pink, no red, no dark red, or no purple. Jeez, Misaki.

You must've had a lovely day, realizing what life really is.

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