You
It all started in tenth grade. She was a senior. I was the new kid, and she was the most popular girl in school. The one everyone loved. The one everyone wanted to be around. It was because she was good and sweet and so fucking kind. Her presence stirred a weird combination of anger and awe within me, the first time I saw her. How could someone be so perfect? How could someone make life and living look so effortless?
I hated her.
Also, I loved her. The moment she set her eyes on me I was done for. My fate was sealed. It would only ever be her. My life would consist of nothing else. You are the object of my desires. The star in all my fantasies and wildest dreams.
You, are everything to me Kagome Higurashi. I would do anything for you, absolutely anything.
Kagome Higurashi was a hero among men, my knight in shining silver armor. If it hadn't been for her those girls would've beaten me bloody. But a few choice words from Kagome had them scurrying off.
"Hey, you okay? Let me walk you to the nurse." She said gently. I sat up to look at you and you brushed my bangs from me face. I think the blood covered up all my blushing.
"N-no that's okay. I should just go home." I said, so nervous I could've shit myself right then.
"New idea, why don't you come with me to my house. I'll bandage you up, then your parents don't have to see you like this. That sound okay?" I couldn't think let alone speak so I nodded my head dumbly. You simply smiled and took my hand. We didn't say a word the whole way to your house.
We walked in and already I felt warmer. Your mom came to the door and looked at me horrified. She tried to pry, but you shut her down. Protecting me again. I squeezed your arm a little tighter, if you noticed, you didn't say anything.
You led me to your room and ushered me gently to your bed. You left me there to grab your first aid kit, and I took the time to study your world. Your room was pink and bright and lovely. Just like you. You had lots of pictures of you and your family, teddy bears littered your bed, and I could see all the clothes bursting from your closet.
The more I looked the more I felt I didn't belong. I would taint this perfect place if I stayed any longer. I thought about leaving when you came back, and you gave me that same smile from before. That anxious feeling inside me went away and I felt safe again.
Only you could make me feel like that, Kagome.
"Here, this might hurt, but at least you shouldn't get an infection." You placed the ointment on my cuts and it did sting. You apologized when I flinched.
"Don't worry about it." I said gently pushing your hand away. There was no reason for you to spend this much time on me. No reason for you to care so much. Why did you care?
"Your name is Kikyou, right?" You giggled, presumably at the shocked look on my face.
"How did you know?" I asked, whispering for a reason that was beyond me.
"I'm student body president silly, I know everything about the school and everyone in it." Not everything. Or else you wouldn't be alone with me right now.
I looked down unsure of what to do, what to say. You filled up the space between us.
"Those girls, why were they hurting you?" I didn't think it was possible, but I curled in even more on myself. I was ashamed. Someone like you, Kagome, so magical and precious shouldn't have to deal with someone like me. You shouldn't have had to witness what people on the other side have to go through. It was too much for someone like you.
"I...don't think I want to tell you." I'd thought you be angry, but you hugged me. I was so shocked at the gentle gesture, I never got the chance to hug you back. It's a moment I still regret to this day. Instead of continuing to pester me, you invited me for dinner. I stayed and I ate and I met your family. Each person just as kind and special as you.
You offered to walk me home, but I declined. Once again, you didn't deserve to be exposed to the filth that was my life. You'd already seen enough. You waved at me from your porch and I marched down the street, with a little extra pep in my step.
It didn't last long though, because soon my reality would be upon me. A destitute and dirty apartment. With a mom who was too high to care about whether I lived or died or whether her boyfriend, aka her drug dealer, snuck in my room at night to touch me. I hate it here, but that night when Naraku came into my room, I didn't leave my body like I usually do. No, this time I closed my eyes and let his harsh growls turn into soft whines. Rough, calloused hands turned soft and smooth, and for a moment I could pretend it was you.
Again, you protected me. Shielded me a from a pain I'd always endured. You were my savior, my God, I would follow no one but thee. You are my everything, Kagome.
Once people found out I had a connection to you, they seemed to steer clear of me. I never told you, but I owed those girls money and that's why they'd jumped me. A warning that I only had a few days to get them what they'd loaned to me.
It was hard to explain my choices to someone like you. Your choices were abundant and all of them good. Did you want McDonald's or Chipotle for lunch? Were you going to go to public university or an ivy league? Did you wanna date the captain of the baseball team, the football team, or the basketball team?
My choices tended to be more: will you steal or starve? Will you sell drugs to help mom with rent or go to school?
You never had to worry and I had to worry all the time. For myself and now for you. You created a debt between us that I could never repay, but I would do my damndest to try. Because something as sweet as you was bound to attract flies. I had to learn more about you, so I started following you. Missing my classes so I could go to yours. I learned to climb a tree just so I could see into your bedroom window. I went to all your cheer practices, and even sat in the back of the restaurant on some of your dates.
You chose to date, Inuyasha Takahashi, the captain of the basketball team. He was tall, like most basketball players but not overly muscular. His hair was longer than yours, and he gave off metrosexual vibes but if you liked it I loved it. He seemed to treat you well and came from a nice family. He opened the doors for you and always payed for your food. He was the perfect gentleman.
Then one day I followed him after practice. He was talking about you, in a way less than flattering. Bragging about fucking you to his friends. It made me sick. You were an angel and his words were blasphemous. I had seen you two be intimate together. You gave him every part of you, and this is how he repaid you? The final straw came when he admitted to cheating on you, laughing at you because you were, and I quote: "too dumb to notice" end quote. He couldn't be allowed to live with that.
The great thing about athletes is that they tend to be fucking stupid.
Everyday Inuyasha forgot to lock his car. Money could make you very carefree. He never noticed me in the back. I took him by surprise, I mean I had to, I was just a tiny girl compared to him. It's a little scary how easy it is to buy chloroform online. He was out with minimal struggling. The hardest part of the job was lugging his dead weight to the passenger seat.
I'd been following him for awhile, so I knew his schedule and his parent's. They had date night every Tuesday. They left before he got home from school and didn't return for hours after.
Inuyasha struggled as he came to. One moment he was sitting in his car, getting ready to leave practice and head home, next thing everything went black. He looked around wildly. He was still in his car. He was at home in the garage. The car was still running. He went to shut off the engine, but his hands were taped to the wheel. His feet were bound and his mouth gagged.
"Hi, Inuyasha." He looked to his right, why was there a chick in his car? He went to ask, but remembered the gag. Sensing what he needed the girl reached forward and removed the tape from his mouth. He took a second to breathe before ripping her a new one.
"What the fuck is wrong with you? Did you do this to me, you creepy bitch!" Kikyou sat stoned faced, unfazed by the name calling.
She punched him for Kagome, not for herself.
"You're cheating on Kagome." She said matter of factly, no hint of a question mark present in her statement.
"Is that what this is about? Look, that...was just a misunderstanding. I'd never do something like to Kagome, I love her!" He finished desperately.
"If this is the kind of love you offer, she doesn't need it from you. I heard you talking to your friends. Reducing her worth down to how much pleasure you could get from her. Talking about how you fucked her and Sango on the same night just so you could compare. You're sick." Kikyou scolded.
"I'm sick? You knocked me out and tied me up, you're sick, you freak! Untie me and never come near me again, and I won't tell the police." He tried to threaten. She wasn't worried about police involvement.
She got out of the car and closed the garage. He continued to struggle with all his might, but there was no use.
"Hey! Don't do this, please! Kikyou!" She turned out of surprise, she couldn't believe he knew her name.
"I know who you are. Where you come from, why you run in some of the circles you do." Inuyasha let go of the breath he'd been holding when she came closer. Drugs, gambling, Kikyou was involved in a lot of shit. Nothing life had ever forced him to be involved with, but he knew some people. Maybe he could trade her secret, for his life.
"I can do whatever you want me to do, to make up for what I did to Kagome. I can break up with her, give you money, whatever you name I can get it for you. Just please...let me go, I won't tell anyone about any of this." His eyes were watering, his voice wavering. He was scared.
He should be.
Kikyou walked into his house without looking back, leaving him screaming and crying in his car. People like him thought their money could buy them anything. He would suffocate and die, a far less painful death than he deserved.
When he was dead, she cut him free from the steering wheel, made herself a sandwich, then climbed out of a window and took her leave.
You'll never understand the amount of pain it caused me to see you cry, Kagome. Word of Inuyasha's "suicide" spread fast and wide. He was the apple of multiple eyes. A good athlete with a bright future, how could he have ended his life so soon, why hadn't anyone noticed how much he was hurting?
The note I wrote, explained that he just couldn't stand the pressure. To be the best at everything he did; the best player, the best friend, the best son, the best boyfriend. He admitted to cheating, though not with who, and the guilt ate away at him more than he could stand. Everyone was better off without him, better off with him dead.
His parents found him upon their return from date night, I know, what a way to ruin the mood. The note was found in his room, on his laptop. The parents, especially daddy dearest wanted a full investigation. Thank goodness the Shikon police suck and do everything they can not to do their jobs. They gave his case an extra week of investigation and when nothing turned up the case was closed.
Good riddance to you, Inuyasha Takahashi, you stupid bastard.
I kept a close eye on you, throughout the grieving process. You seemed to go through the stages rather quickly, finding acceptance just a few short weeks after Inuyasha's death. I didn't judge you though, if there was any darkness inside you who better to understand it, than me? I would never abandon you, Kagome. I was...in love with you.
You deserved to move on in whatever way was best for you, but there was another fly in your mist. Someone who was unworthy, still attracted to your sweetness.
Sango Tachibana.
You'd been friends with her most of your life. You both met back in grade school. She was kind of like me, new and afraid and you took her under your wing. Allowed her to shine in some of your light, cause that was just the kind of person you were.
And how did she thank you? By banging your boyfriend behind your back.
It was nauseating to watch. How she cried with you over Inuyasha. Held you and blubbered about how her world was ending, just like yours. I noticed the strange looks you would give her, wondering why she seemed to be more upset than you. After all, you were the girl who had loved him. You ignored it though, probably because you're too good for this world and find it so easy to see the best in people.
Maybe one day I'll be like you, Kagome. Not today though.
It'd been three months since Inuyasha was laid to rest, and the rest of world seemed to go back to normal. You started dating Kouga, and Sango continued dating Miroku and there didn't seem to be anything to worry about. I watched from the shadows and as long you were happy, I would be happy.
Then it happened. After the pep rally, behind the bleachers. I had decided to give Sango the benefit of the doubt because you did, but there was no denying this. Sango was a slut, a slut who was sucking off your new boyfriend behind the bleachers.
"Who's better, me or Kagome?" She asked between slurps. She took Kouga all the way to the back of her throat and he hissed as if in pain, but then he pushed her head farther onto his cock.
"You," he said strained. "I'm in love with Kagome, but you can suck a mean dick." He grabbed for her when she pulled away, but she was a bit quicker than him.
"Is that all I am to you? Some kind of cum guzzler?" She looked kind of silly crying while the drool she'd accumulated was dripping out the side of her mouth. For what it was worth, Kouga looked very panicked. He knew he was in a sticky situation and only the perfect combination of words was gonna get her to finish him off.
Too bad the boy had zero finesse. "Look I never pretended to think this was anything other than what it was. I can't get any pussy from Kagome. She seems to think her cat is so good, it's what made Inuyasha off himself. She's afraid of me doing the same thing. And you have Miroku, so why are you worried about what I think of you?"
Sango began to cry into her hands, and with a heavy sigh Kouga pulled up his pants and began to console her.
"She gets everything good." The brunette whined, into his chest. "I liked Inuyasha first, but she wanted him so I had to back off. I only started dating Miroku cause him and Inu were best friends. I thought being with Miroku would bring me closer to him. She's not special dammit! Why does she always get everything she wants!"
And there it was. The jealousy. The poison that was likely to hurt you if it ever touched you. I had to get rid of it, to protect you, to keep you safe.
As a feminist I firmly believe no woman, regardless of circumstances, is ever asking to be assaulted.
Though Sango was kind of asking for it. I mean walking home alone, in the middle of the night half drunk from a party. Probably not the smartest move she could have made. Especially not when she was on my radar, and I was just waiting for the perfect opportunity to dispose of her.
The street was quiet and empty, and just like Inuyasha she never saw me coming. Once again, why is it so fucking easy to get chloroform from the internet? Sango was about the same height and weight as Kagome, so I didn't expect to struggle as much as I did dragging her off the sidewalk.
The only thing good about moving to this rinky-dink town, was that it was pretty much in the middle of nowhere. There were lots of woods surrounding the city, all close enough to be reached without a car.
The scene when Sango came to was very similar to what Inuyasha had done. Wake up, look around wildly, try to scream, realize you're bound and gagged, try to scream some more. She did put up more of fight than Inuyasha though. Maybe because we're both girls and she didn't think she'd be able to talk her way into my pants like Inuyasha did.
Or maybe her will to live was just a little bit stronger.
"Why are you doing this to me?" She cried. They always asked the same thing, like they were so innocent and didn't deserve everything they were about to get. I started to dig her grave, while I thought about how I wanted to answer her.
"Because you hurt Kagome. You were fucking Inuyasha and I saw you blow Kouga after the pep rally. You're jealous of her and she doesn't need a friend like you." I continued to dig and it only made her cry harder. The only thing I felt was relief that I had decided to bring the shovel out here yesterday.
"So what if I am!" There was a spark in your eye, the whimpering puss you'd turned into running away and leaving a fierce lioness in her place. "It's fine to be jealous, I'm only human!"
"You're right." I said, as I finished digging. This should be deep enough. "What's not fine is fucking your best friend's man. Once is a mistake, any more than that is a choice. You made your choice Sango, and I've made mine."
I was originally going to slit her throat with the knife in my pocket, but I ended up beating her bloody with the shovel. It started to rain as I was leaving the woods and for some reason all I wanted to do...was see you. I went to your house, and I climbed the tree in the backyard. I had become braver in the last few months, crawling onto the branch that brought me closer to your window. I thought maybe someone up there was watching over me, showing me appreciation for all the good I was doing because your window was open that night.
I crawled inside quietly, barely breathing. I think you look the most beautiful when you're sleeping.
I wanted to touch you more than anything, but I was scared of getting you dirty. I was covered in Sango's blood and it probably wasn't smart to come in here covered in the evidence of her murder, but I couldn't help myself. Everything I did was for you. Anyone I got rid of, was only in the hopes it would help you live a happier life.
I reached out and touched you. You took a deep breath and snuggled into my hand and in that moment I knew what heaven felt like. It was wherever you were, Kagome.
The tiny town of Shikon was rocked again when Sango's parents reported her missing. Her mother cried to the news, begging anyone who knew anything to come forward, begging whoever took her baby to bring her back alive. Sango's father was a wreck. Apparently he'd called Sango the night she went missing and offered to pick her up from that party. She said she was fine, and his biggest regret would be not insisting to get her.
As a trust fund baby there was a hefty reward for any information that led to Sango coming home or the capture of the monsters that did this.
Kagome seemed to be a little more shaken up at your death Sango. It took a bit longer to recover than when Inuyasha died. Maybe because Sango's disappearance didn't seem like a choice. The reward offered seemed to muddy the waters and just flood the police with a bunch of information that was useless. Lucky me. It was also quite lucky that it rained that night. Most of the evidence and scents that could've been picked up by the dogs was washed away.
And so it seemed the small town would hold their daughters a little tighter from now on, and ask their sons if they were okay a little more frequently.
Sango's memorial was the perfect place to check in on you. She'd been missing barely a few weeks, but when a pretty girl goes missing from a small town hope fades quickly. You gave a really nice speech. It was heartfelt, and warm and emotional. You're so strong, Kagome. Stronger than me, stronger than anyone I know. Kouga was by your side, holding you and consoling you and whispering comforting things in your ear.
It wasn't until then, watching you take comfort from Kouga, that I understood Sango a bit more. That jealousy she had lurking inside her, I now felt it inside me.
Unlike her though, I could control myself. I wouldn't act on my impulses. Every cell in my body was telling me to slit Kouga's throat, but I wouldn't. Not unless he deserved it. Not unless he hurt you.
You were the last one to leave the vigil. So many flowers, and candles, and pictures. You were still crying.
"Hey." You turned quickly, hand on your chest. I must have scared you. "Sorry, I thought you heard me coming."
You smiled at me, even through your tears. "No don't worry. Just caught up in my thoughts, you know?"
I did know. I knew exactly.
I stepped a little closer, feeling brave I put a comforting hand on your shoulder. "If there's anything you need, please tell me."
"Thanks Kikyou, you're really kind." You hugged me, and I felt warm all over. It was the first time in my life I felt truly alive. Only you, Kagome. It would only ever be you.
"It's late, let me walk you home." We talked about nothing and everything. Bouncing around from topic to topic. I don't think I'd ever felt this normal in my life. Growing up the way I did, there was no time for the mundane. Not when you're dirty and starving and having to figure it out for yourself. My mother made just enough money to keep her habit going. Shelter and other necessities be damned.
But this wasn't about me. No, this moment was about us. Us getting closer and becoming...friends. When we got to your door I gave you another hug and promised I'd check in on you at school. I did, everyday, from that night forward and unless you were with Kouga or had some other obligation, I always walked you home. It became our thing, and I cherished every moment of it.
You invited me to sleepovers and made me an honorary member of your little group. Your other friends, didn't seem to like me very much. I didn't care one bit. They meant nothing, I only tolerated them for you.
Then Ayame came along. She gave you a run for your money as Miss Perfect. She was new, which made her a bit of a hot commodity. She was confident when strutting through the halls, and making eye contact with people like she owned the place.
The girls were jealous and the boys were obsessed.
She couldn't hold a candle to you though, Kagome. I promise there wasn't anything special about her, but I noticed you watching her. Sizing her up and trying to determine how much of threat she was to the status quo. When Ayame decided she wanted to join the cheer team, you took this as an opportunity.
Keep your enemies close, am I right?
As you embarked on this mission, I slowly began to fade back into the background. Watching you from afar. No more calls or invites to lunch. No more sleepovers or walking you home. Because now you had Ayame, who conveniently only lived a few blocks from you. Little fucking bitch.
I knew you both were up to no good. I knew the bond you two shared wasn't real. Just a superficial stand in compared to what we had. So how could you throw it all away? How could you think that after all I'd done for you, this was how I deserved to be treated? How could you betray me, Kagome?
When I came home that night there was a heat, burning so hot in my belly I couldn't stand it. I thought it would consume me.
"You just come home whenever you feel like it, eh?" My mom was sitting on the couch with her legs crossed and a cigarette burning in her left hand. The sight of her took me by surprise. It'd been a long time since I'd last seen her up right and talking.
"Since when do you care?" I threw her a glare as I toed off my shoes and hung up my coat. She had a lot of nerve.
"You will not speak to me that way!" Snuffing out her cigarette with a brutal smash, she stood quickly from the couch and made her way over to me. The slap she delivered to my face left me speechless. If I was normal, I probably would've cried. I probably would've tried to reason with her and resolve everything calmly, but I wasn't normal.
So I pushed her, more like tackled her to ground. My hands came around her throat and I began to squeeze.
Everything that had been building inside me, every once of the heat that threatened to melt my insides, I let it go. The weight of my burdens tightened my grip around her windpipe. How dare she try to judge me, lecture me?
Every evil thing I am is because of her.
She stopped fighting and for a moment I felt something I'd never felt before. Regret. My mother, as neglectful and hateful as she was, was still my mother. I'd killed her. How could she make me do this to her?
The power went out as the wind blew a hard spray of rain over our town. The thunder rolled ominously. Lightning began to strike and I knew there was only one place for me to go.
I tapped on your window, scaring you to death, but you opened up and let me in. I was soaked, you asked me if I was okay, if I wanted a change a clothes. I couldn't hear over the pounding in my ears.
"Why did you do this to me?" I asked, cutting off whatever you'd been in the middle of saying.
"I haven't done anything to you, Kikyou. What's wrong with you?" I stepped closer to you and my heart broke when you took a step back. You were afraid of me. You were getting a glimpse of the real me and it scared you. I should've known, you were too good to be true.
"Why would you make me love you if you weren't going to love me back?" I whispered. I couldn't take it anymore. The pain I was feeling, it was like nothing I'd ever felt before. It was unbearable.
"I-I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression Kikyou. We're just friends...aren't we?" I continued walking towards you, with nowhere left for you to go, you sank to your knees. I followed you down and placed a cold, wet hand to the side of your face. You were warm. A little flushed, hair a little wild. You'd always be beautiful to me, Kagome.
"We...we were friends." I leaned in slowly, giving you enough time to move away but you didn't. I put my lips on yours and I knew I would never need anything else in life, except your lips. Why did you have to ruin everything?
When I pulled away I licked my lips to taste you, but all I tasted were your tears.
"What's wrong with you Kikyou? Why are you doing this?"
"I-" Never got the chance to answer you. You pushed me over and made a mad dash for the door. Sneaky bitch. You screamed when I grabbed your ankle. Luckily you hit the floor hard and your loss of breath made you quiet. If you woke up your family, more people than necessary would get hurt. I didn't want that.
I only wanted you.
You were so smart and studious, you kept your textbooks next to your bed. I took one and knocked you over the head with it. I hated having to be so rough with you. Littering your pretty skin with ugly bruises.
I'd never felt bad about anything in my life until the moment you woke up, dazed, confused, and scared. I hated making you feel those things. You should only know happiness and joy and everything good. I should've been the one to give those things to you, for awhile I was, but you became ungrateful. You tossed me aside the first chance you got and I was done being unappreciated.
"Shut up." Your loud sobs quieted to small whimpers. I ran my hands through my hair because what I really wanted to do was choke the life out of you.
"I'm sorry Kikyou." I stopped pacing and turned to look at you.
"For what?"
"For not being a good friend to you." Kikyou turned her back and Kagome took a moment to look around. It seemed they were in the living room of an apartment. It was dingy, with some cracks in the walls and ceiling. There were stains everywhere and it didn't looked loved or well kept at all.
"You're only apologizing cause you're scared." Kikyou turned back and slowly crept upon her. Taking a knee only a few inches from her.
"No I mean it!" Kagome practically begged. If she could get Kikyou to untie to her hands she'd feel like she had a chance. "You were there for me when Sango went missing and when Inuyasha died. I don't know what'd I'd do without you. I need you Kikyou, you're my best friend."
"You do need me Kagome. There are so many people who would hurt and take advantage of you. You need me to protect you."
Kagome nodded in agreement, "have you already protected me Kikyou? Have you been doing that from the start?"
It was Kikyou's turn to nod. "You protected me and I owed you."
"What did you protect me from?" Kikyou scooted away, her gaze moving towards the ground.
"I don't want you to be scared of me, or ashamed."
"Never." Kagome whispered, "tell me Kikyou."
"Inuyasha was cheating on you with Sango," she started. "He told everyone except you. He said the most vile things about you. Sango hated you deep down, wanted to be you, that's why she started fucking Kouga too. I should've killed Kouga for throwing away a gift as precious as you to be with someone like her."
Kikyou wiped the tears from Kagome's face. It didn't make her stop, so Kikyou nuzzled her face into her nonexistent cleavage. Shushing her and rubbing her hair like a mother would her upset child.
"Inuyasha didn't...kill himself? Sango never went missing? All of that was you?" Kagome questioned as she pulled away from Kikyou's hold.
"Yes, but I did it for you! To protect you!"
"Protect me?" Kagome questioned incredulously, breaking character as the empathetic prisoner. This girl was sick. "You killed them! My best friend and my boyfriend!"
"They didn't care about you! Not like I do! Who else would do something so selfless for you? I would do anything for you Kagome!"
"Then let me go. Untie me and take me home, please." Kagome stared into Kikyou's eyes and for a moment she could see the human in her. The part that hated what they were doing. The part that was eventually swallowed up by whatever coldness and indifference she couldn't fight.
"I can't do that."
Kikyou watched as Kagome's mother pleaded with the public to come forward with any news of Kagome's whereabouts. Ever since her disappearance, Kagome's face and name had been on every major headline and news channel. This would be the first of many press conferences as the investigation had only just begun.
Kikyou walked away from the scene confident that no one would be finding her. Hoping into her mother's old car, the teenage girl turned the ignition and rode into the proverbial sunset. Without Kagome there was nothing left for her here. She had no other friends and her mother was dead.
Though she felt free she also felt lost. How did one move without any sense of direction?
But then...you came along. I was pumping my gas and you watched him approach me from your car. He was hassling me, touching me even as I moved away and you recognized that I was stuck in a situation with no way out.
"She said get lost perv!" Just showing him the pepper spray was enough to get him to back off, mumbling all the way about crazy bitches.
"Thank you." I said more relieved than you could ever know. My guardian angel, sent down to save me just when I thought I had been forsaken.
"No worries, some guys are total dickheads. Are you okay? Can I get you anything?"
"No, no you've done more than enough. I'm Kikyou." I held out my hand and you took it. I don't think I'd ever felt skin more soft.
"I'm Rin." You smiled at me then, and I knew in an instant I'd finally found where I belonged.
With you, Rin.
I had wanted this up on Halloween, but such is life. It's never too late to get spooky, plus I just finished season 3 of You on netflix if you couldn't tell.
Until next time.