I do not own anything.
"I'm home," She muttered under her breath as she opened the large doors. It was still sunset.
Ai and Hiro lived in a mansion left by their parents. Well, Ai practically lived alone because Hiro never went home to do his "work". She never knew what he did, but she didn't mind at all. Her older brother would only come home occasionally.
She entered her room with the same apathetic face she had on every day, closed the door behind her, shut the lights and blinds, and sat down on her bed. Her room was small. She used to have a larger room, but she hated that room. She decided on this simple room like her brother's. There was only a bed, a desk, a closet, and a bathroom. The bedroom had plain colors such as tan, white, and brown. The bed was in the corner of the room, the desk was at the other side of the room with the door to the hallway next to it, the bathroom door was by the bed and the other door, and the closet was at the other end of the room.
Ai placed on her red headphones and blasted the music through her ears in the complete darkness. If she had turned on the lights, she'd notice there was no one there for her. Music was her escape from her reality; it was her fantasy. She always blasted them through her ears so that she couldn't hear the outside world. The birds twittering around with no care in the world and the wind beating against her window were all those outside sounds.
She would do this and fall asleep with her school uniform on. Her uniform consisted of a red tie, black jacket, white, long sleeved shirt, black belt, and a red plaid skirt.
When she'd wake up, she would take a shower, get dressed, and go in the kitchen to cook herself a meal. Even when she was doing these tasks, there would be music blasting from her ipod speakers. She had stationed speakers throughout the house so that she could still listen to music. The mansion was shrouded by the forest, meaning no one nearby would really be annoyed. It also meant that if a robber came Ai would be defenseless to it, but that case had never occurred.
After she ate her food, she would always head for the staircase which was a few meters from the front door. By now, it was already night. She would turn off the music and lights and sit on the last step, waiting for her brother. She already knew he wouldn't be coming, but she always hoped he would come home. She would wait there in silence and stare at the door until the sun to rise back up. When she saw the light creep in and the birds chirp, she would realize that it was time to get ready for school. When her parents had died and Hiro had begun his work, she started this routine. At first, she would fall asleep, waiting, and when she'd awake, she would cry on those same steps.
As the years went by, she would learn the reality of this world and stop crying. It became her normal routine. It would repeat the same the next day. Her life was a cycle… for now.
..:: Second Generation ::..
"These nosy little brats foiled my plans! Do something about them or else, Hiro!" The loud echoing voice bellowed throughout the dark room.
"I understand, sir."
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