Disclaimer: If NO.6 had been mine, there'd be much more kiss scenes in the novel & manga & anime. But it's not, since it belongs to Ms Asano Atsuko. Dammit.
2. The Rat
It was raining. I couldn't help but be reminded of that similarly raining, fateful day.
Ever since that day, every time it rained, I would unfailingly fall into a deep thought, thinking how my life would've been if I hadn't gotten to his house.
No, it started long before that.
The escape from Moondrop. The Correctional Facility. My getting captured by those fuckers.
Usually, I would end my thinking process at that point. But this time, I pondered about it even deeper and the realization dawned like goosebumps on my skin.
It had started even longer before that.
The death of my village people. The attack to my village. The formation of that stupid No.6 city.
I could go on forever and recite the history of the world leading to its destruction and thus the construction of the six so-called utopias. It was as if my meeting with the white-haired boy was a destined one, preordained.
With that almost-terrifying discovery, I turned my back to the glass window of my small dwelling.
I think⦠I've made up my mind.
I padded towards the shelves where my hundreds of old classics sloppily resided, took out a random volume, and threw myself absentmindedly onto the dusty couch.
I began reading, words swarming into my head, unregistered, as the memories of six and two years ago flooded my mind mercilessly, torturing my yearning senses to see, hear, touch, and feel him by my side.
A/N: Yay Nezumi's POV! Which one do you like better, his or Shion's?
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