Third person pov
Haruka smiled sadly down on the picture. It was her mother, a beautiful crimson red-haired woman with brown eyes, and her father, a handsome, dark black-haired man with golden eyes. They held a baby in their arms, and smiles shown on their faces. Haruka loved them, of course. Yet, she lied to her friends. Starish, Tomochika, the two teachers, and Quartet Night. She lied to everyone. The only one who knew was President Shining.
What was it she lied about?
She told them her parents were in Tokyo.
When, in reality, they're dead. They were murdered, to be more specific.
Haruka turned her head to the white, crisp envelope. It was from her grandmother. There was to be a "family reunion" on the anniversary of their death. Two weeks away, Haruka thought. And they're invited!
She smiled again, but it was a huge happy one. Then she frowned, realizing something.
Half of my family, including me, were (or are) circus performers! Crap!
