To say I don't have regrets would be a big, giant, and enormous lie. What I regret the most is wasting my time in my stupid vendetta while I could have been doing what I love the most—acting and losing myself in a new character. I could have an ordinary love like everyone else. Instead of hating love, I would have confessed my love to my beloved sempai even if he did not feel the same. There were so many things that I could have done, but now it is too late.
Why? Why did they do this to me? Were they angry because the directors gave the role to me? or perhaps she noticed I was in love with Tsagura-san and she was jealous? But it does not matter. I'm dead, and there is nothing but darkness in here. My only consolation is that I'm not in pain anymore when my body hits the ground.
There is nothing in this darkness, no bottom nor a top thing to my left or right. The only thing for me to do is pray to whatever is out there to help me, will corn magic help or princess rosa magic? Does magic even exist? It feels like months have passed and like seconds, and nothing has happened. I want to close my eyes and stop thinking.
She opened her eyes, then closed it again, repeating five more times the same notion. To her, it felt like an eternity in the darkness, and now suddenly, she was in her old room with walls on walls of sho faces, music, and posters everywhere. As she sat, the room became more visible.
Suddenly the memories began to hit her mind one after another. Was it a dream or the future? It did not matter. The only thing that was important now was that she was once again in that horrible room where she was nothing more than a stupid little girl blinded by a fairy tale that never existed.
She was not more Mogami Kyoko, who did everything for a childish boy who didn't treat her well. Now she was Kyouko, the actress, or at least that was what she was in her mind and hopefully soon. A future that she now knew thanks to some miracle or magical powers.
But now that somehow she was granted this second opportunity, she would not have waisted in some petty revenge against Sho. This time she would focus 100% on her acting, friends, and hopefully loved ones. The dramatic and emotional Kyoko, who apologized for everything and believed in fairy tales, was dead. Whatever those women did to her changed the way the world worked in her eyes, and the innocent part of her body died instantly. There was something cruel and sinister about what Morizumi Kimiko did to her. Whether it was only a vision of the future or after she was killed travel back in time, it did not matter since the result was the same she killed her in cold blood. Now a new life began, and this time she would make sure to not waisted.
It took a couple of days to get used to her previous life. The part-time jobs were not as good as she used to think. So now she was moving out little by little to her room in Duramaya as she had asked the owners and her new landlords. And Little by little, she became the Kyoko from LME, but she had not changed physically except for the makeup and better clothes she now wears.
It was the day that Sho was supposed to come by the apartment for clean clothes, and Kyoko was waiting for him. She had everything prepared, even everything she wanted to say to him; before, anger and sadness blinded. The door opened slowly, and the fake blonde boy came into the apartment to space as Kyoko had moved the furniture that she paid for to her new home.
" Where is everything? What have you done with this place, Kyoko? " Sho entered, looking around to the empty place that, even though before was minimally decorated now it was completely blank.
"Nothing, I just move everything to my new place Shotaro." Looking at him with indifference
"What do you mean? Why did you not tell me about this? What were you thinking?"
"First of all, don't scream at me. Me moving out should not surprise you that much; this would come sooner or later. You never come by, and I can not afford to pay for it. So I decided to rent a cheaper place and move a couple of days ago. Now you can do whatever you like with this place. If you want to continue to live here, then pay for it, or if you're going to leave, the lease expires this month. It does not matter to me what you do. I tried to talk to you, but you never answered your phone, so it is not my problem that you did not know." Walking around him to finish packing the rest of the tiny kitchen that she had, ignoring a gaping Sho in the middle of the room.
"What am I support to do now? What about my clothes? Who's going to clean them? How can you be so selfish to leave me."
"If you want a maid, tell your manager you buy you one. Sho, I came here because I thought that you needed me, but up until now, all you have done is use me. You changed when you became more famous now everything I do bothers you. I have to hide that I know you because you don't want anybody to associate you with me. Now finally, I can be myself for a very long time. I can at least experiment with things that people my age do since I don't have to be your babysitter. If that made me a selfish person, I am sorry, but nothing will change my mind."
"And what are you going to do? Did you not come here because of me? you are along, and you think you can survive without me?"
"I have lived alone since we came here, Sho, or have you forgotten that you were changing your dreams? I was all by myself. I can survive alone because I know how to work, and I have more people than you may think. Just because I used to pay all my attention to you does not mean that I am alone. It bothers me that you don't ask where I work or have friends because everything in our lives had to be about you. I do not want to fight Sho. We are like family. Your parents brought me up, and I love them very much. I always thought you and I would be together, but I was mistaken. Now it's better if we go our separate way if you need something urgent, you can count on me, but that only if you can not be a jerk about it. I don't want to leave and that we both disappear from each other's lives. but it's time for me to look for my dreams and future."
"And have do you have a dream?" he was in the same spot, but his voice was more like a whisper as he looked at the floor.
"No, exactly, but I want to go back to school, maybe finish it and try to find a career. I always liked acting; maybe I will try auditions for now." As Kyoko finished talking, his head snapped up in surprise.
"You never told me you wanted to be in show business."
"It's not something I think about often. It's just that I was focused on the part-time jobs and helping you that I never actually planned or thought about it, but now that you are famous, I can begin to make my own goals and dreams."
"Then, if that's what you want, I can help you get into my company, and you can still live here."
"No, I don't want to go to the same company since we can meet by mistake, and once someone knows our history, they will say that the only reason I am there is because of you, and that is not my goal."
"Ok, if that's what you want, then fine. But, Kyoko, I am sorry for how I acted. The fame got to my head and acted like a jerk to you."
"I know that that is not you, Sho, because I know you better than anyone. But I still need time to forgive you, but I will forgive you because we are friends. We are family, the only family we have in this city, Sho. remember that, ok."
"Ok, I will give you time, and if you ever need something from me, go to the company. They will have you as one of my guests, so you can always ask for me." he turned around to leave but stopped at the door, "but you cleaned my clothes before you go, right?"
"SHOTAROOOOO"
"IM JOKING" he left laughing as the door closed behind him.
After days of working her part-time jobs, Kyoko decided to quit leaving her with only her job at Duramaya. With the money she had saved after buying makeup, clothes, and jewelry, she could leave comfortable for a couple of months. with time. Focused on her audition and her new makeover, Kyoko did not change her appearance much differently than the first time with her amber hair. The difference was that this time she used the image of Natsu to style herself. The only missing was her necklace replaced with a new one bought at the mall in her shopping sprig. Now it was time to begin her new second life with the help of whatever god, miracle, or magic. It did not matter since she was alive, and she would live her life to the fullest this time.