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2nd year – Teiko – May

"Come to the convenience store with us," Daiki said looking at Mac who was packing the bag. "Everyone else is coming."

Mac hesitated and looked at Daiki seeing his hopeful look and the way his eyes were pleading with her to say yes. She knew he and Tetsuya together with Ryota had gone to the convenience store a few times after practice. He had asked her to come as well, but she had declined stating that she needed to go home and do her chores.

"Fine," Mac relented since the practice was cancelled that day and she had better time before she had to be back at the Dursley's home.

"Great!" Daiki beamed and she smiled a little as she shook her head and followed him out of the classroom ignoring the jealous looks from the girls as she walked beside her best friend.

They were the last to arrive outside the school and Mac saw that even Seijuro and Shintaro had been roped into hanging out at the store, something they normally said no to. She noticed Seijuro looking at her with a sharp look when she reached them and she gave him a small smile to which he nodded and turned his attention back to Atsushi who was talking about the sweets he wanted to buy.

Mac fell into step beside Shintaro who seemed to hold himself above the childish bantering going on between Daiki, Tetsuya and Ryota in front of them. Though, Mac was sure she spotted some amusement in his eyes.

"How did your test go?" Mac asked the stoic green haired boy.

"It went good," Shintaro said pushing his glasses up further on his nose and glanced at her, a rubber duck in his free hand his lucky item of the day, Mac was sure. "You?"

"Alright," Mac smiled a little, the two of them had studied together in the library before the test much to Daiki's horror. He had refused to join them though, but Mac had helped him study one day before they played basketball.

"Here," Daiki suddenly pushed an ice cream into her hands making her blink.

"Thanks," Mac said and Daiki grinned at her before throwing Shintaro his ice cream making the other boy grumbled a little.

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Mac walked into the store and found the place where the drinks were being held easily enough, she tensed though when she felt someone close behind her and before she could turn around she felt herself being shoved into the wall beside the soft drink cabinets were.

"Look who it is," Dudley sneered. "The Freak."

Mac ignored the pain in her shoulder as she glared at Dudley, but she soon realised she was in trouble. She was only one but he was with his three so-called friends who had no trouble joining him in tormenting her. All four of them was boxing her in and she couldn't see how she could get out of this one…

"She's got fire this one, Dudley," goon number 1 said, the name Mac had given him in her mind since she didn't know what he was called and didn't care.

"What are you doing here, freak?" Dudley asked, "you can't possibly be buying anything, you've got no money."

Mac just glared at him refusing to show how unsettled she felt.

"Or maybe that boy gave you money," goon number 2 asked with a sly look, "you take money for services?"

The others laughed and Mac felt her temper rise at the insult toward Daiki.

"Shut up!" Mac snapped making them blink at her before goon 2 smirked and stepped closer forcing her to step closer to the wall. Where was the store attendant? Couldn't he see that something was going on? "Don't talk about him like that, you goon!"

"And what are you going to do to stop me? Huh?" he challenged and reached out to touch her.

Dudley stepped closer on the other side effectively shutting her in, and he smirked at her.

"You're so weak, Potter," Dudley said, "just like your filthy parents. They never wanted you, did you know that? Mum said so, she said your mum and dad never wanted a child and hated you. They're probably glad they're dead so they can get away from you. No one cares for you, freak, and you're deluding yourself if you believe that boy cares for you. He's probably only doing it out of pity and because he wants something from you."

Mac hid her wince when Dudley grabbed her arm and squeezed hard, but she felt something build inside her like it was threatening to burst out of her. It was something she had felt before, but never so strong. It was lurking just under her skin and suddenly Dudley gasped in pain and let go of her like he had been burned. He took a step back and stared at her wide-eyed filled with fear and worry.

Mac glared at him and the air around her seemed heavier and like it was buzzing with something but Mac hadn't a clear mind to think about that, she was just so mad that she wanted him and the others to go away.

"Stay away from me, Dudley!" She snapped.

"W-what are you going to do about it?" Dudley tried to sound as confident but fear was getting clearer in his voice as the items on the shelves were shaking slightly and the metallic sound was getting louder.

"Well, I would suggest you move away from our friend before we do it for you," a cold voice interrupted and Mac felt her heart drop as her eyes snapped to her team. All of them, and all of them looking angry, but the shock was underlining their anger and she knew they had seen and heard enough.

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Daiki watched Mac walked into the store before turning back to Ryota who was also watching the store with a pensive look on his face.

"She doesn't like me much, does she?" Ryota suddenly asked and Daiki blinked. The others also turned their attention to the newest member of the team.

"Why do you think that?" Daiki asked.

"She never really talks to me," Ryota said, "if it isn't related to the team. Also, how I acted in the beginning… she would look at me with those eyes and I could see that she didn't like me. I didn't mean anything with it and I apologized!"

Daiki sighed and glanced at the store again, he knew Mac had been wary about Ryota at first and wanted to teach him about the sport and the way they played. Show him the different aspect of the sport. Also, he knew better than anyone that Mac had difficulties with letting new people in…

"That's just Kenzie," Daiki said carefully keeping his voice light, "don't think too much about it. It's not that she doesn't like you, she just has a hard time letting people in. She used a long time before she started talking to the others as well. It's not just you."

He was aware that they stared at him and Seijuro seemed to be contemplating something as he stared at Daiki with those sharp eyes of his making Daiki want to shift on his feet. Shintaro was frowning slightly behind his glasses as he watched Daiki and Atsushi had paused his eating. Tetsuya looked blank but Daiki could spot the worry in his light blue eyes.

"But…" Ryota started and Daiki sighed.

"Look, just give her time and she'll warm up to you," Daiki said before he frowned when he felt something and noticed that the windows started to shake lightly making the conversation stop and everyone to turn toward the store.

"What? Earthquake?" Ryota asked.

Daiki stilled when he caught sight of a very familiar figure inside the store and spotted the messy dark-haired head behind the group of boys, one a certain Dudley Dursley. An angry scowl entered his face, surprising the others who spotted it.

"Shit," Daiki cursed as he started to run toward the store barely noticing the other following behind him, everything he wanted was to reach Mac and get her away from him.

"Stay away from me, Dudley!" They heard Mac snap sounding angry and defensive. Daiki could see her glare at her cousin who was trying to stay confident while the items around him shook, Daiki couldn't understand it but he had a feeling it had something to do with Mac. She had said that strange things happened around her sometimes.

"W-what are you going to do about it?" Dudley asked trying and failing to sound confident.

"Well, I would suggest you move away from our friend before we do it for you," Seijuro spoke up before Daiki could say anything, but Daiki hadn't planned on saying anything and spotting the scared and shamed look on his best friends face before she looked away from them had him shoving the large cousin of hers away from her roughly making him hit the shelf hard enough to knock a few items off it and onto the floor. He barely noticed that they shaking items stopped and everything around them seemed to calm down, he was so focused on getting him away from her.

"I know I have told you this before, but I obviously need to say it again; stay away from Kenzie!" Daiki growled at him. "I won't warn you again."

The other three boys pulled back seeing they were outnumbered and Dudley sneered the best he could and sent one more glare toward Mac who was not looking at him before turning to leave.

"Hi! What are you doing back there?!" The store attendant demanded finally making an appearance.

Daiki ignored him and let Seijuro with his charm handle him as he went to Mac who was standing still and holding herself together the best she could, arms wrapped around her waist. She refused to look up at anyone, and Daiki cursed her cousin inwardly as he saw the shattered look on her face. She was sure they would turn away from her now, and he hated that she felt so insecure in their friendship.

He gently placed an arm around her shoulder making her tense slightly before he felt her relax and allowed him to lead her out of the store, past the others without looking at them and finding a free chair outside. The fresh air helping her calm down slightly.

...

Mac leaned against Daiki for as long as she could before she pulled away when she was led to a chair, missing the comfort his warmth gave her instantly. He sat down close to her and took one of her hands in his larger one, giving it a comforting squeeze.

"Here," Seijuro said and she saw a soda being held up in front of her.

She took it carefully noticing that the cap was off, the thoughtful gesture made her feel worse but at the same time warmth filled her.

"Thanks," she whispered.

"You're welcome," Seijuro said and sat down on the other side of her, his eyes never leaving her as he did. The others also sat down, but compared to earlier the atmosphere was now heavy and sombre, making Mac feel on edge and shamed.

They had seen, they had seen her being cornered by her cousin and his friends… they had seen her do strange things, something even she couldn't explain away. What must they think of her now? She was weak.. she couldn't even get away from Dudley and his goons… She didn't want them to know, to know this part of her. To them, she was just Mac, a normal teenage girl, but now they would know… she was weak and an f-freak. A voice in her head said she was being irrational, just like when they saw her playing basketball, they hadn't reacted badly then… so maybe they wouldn't react badly now either?

The silence stretched and Mac felt like it was worse than they saying something, she wondered what they were thinking and thought. She would like it if they could just get it over with, tell her that they didn't need anyone so weak as her on their team.

"Who was that?"

The question startled her out of her thoughts and she glanced up quickly at Ryota who had been the one to ask, before looking away again. She felt Daiki squeeze her hand making her realise that he still held it. She glanced up at Daiki who met her eyes with an understanding look.

"Tell them, Kenzie," Daiki said softly, "they won't think any less of you."

Mac looked at him for a moment longer before inhaling deeply to calm her thoughts and pulse before gathering all of her courage and turned to her team, her…friends.

"He's my cousin," Mac said quietly spotting the surprise in their eyes, even Seijuro's but his was better hidden.

"Your cousin?" Atsushi repeated before frowning, "and he treats you like that?"

Mac shrugged and looked away.

"Your cousin lives here too? I thought you were from England originally?" Ryota asked confused and Mac glanced at him.

"I am, but I live with my aunt and uncle," Mac said her voice void of emotions as she said it. "My parents died when I was a baby. I grew up with mum's sister and her family."

"Oh – sorry!" Ryota said horrified and looked upset at the possibility of having upset her.

Mac shrugged and looked at the soda in her hands, she wanted to say it was okay, but something stopped her. It wasn't okay that she had to grow up without her parents.

"You didn't know," she settled with to ease his guilt of asking. He still looked upset.

She was a little unsettled that Seijuro hasn't said anything yet, only watched her with an unreadable look on his face.

"And your cousin treats you like that? I take from Aomine's reaction that it's not the first time," Shintaro surprised her by speaking up and she glanced at him, he tried really hard to look stoic but there was some emotion in his eyes as he looked at her. He shifted a little uncomfortably in his seat, but didn't say anything else or remove his eyes from her. She noticed that his hold of the rubber duck was a little tighter than normal.

"Dudley never liked me," Mac said with an effort of a careless shrug. She knew it failed as she saw Seijuro's eyes narrow.

"Your aunt and uncle let him act like that?" Tetsuya asked quietly, "he looked like he wanted to hurt you, and by the look of it did."

"What?!" Daiki gasped and grabbed her arm when she tried to pull it back and he pushed up her sleeve enough to see the forming bruise on her arm. "I'll kill him."

"Daiki," Mac warned, "don't."

"I want to crush him for hurting Mac-chin," Atsushi growled.

"You didn't answer Kuroko's question," Seijuro spoke up and Mac glanced at him tensing as she considered what to say. The look in his eyes told her that he had an idea already, but he wanted her to say it. She looked down again.

"My…aunt and uncle don't care," Mac admitted. "They…encourage him, actually."

The silence stretched again and she refused to look up, she felt the stiffness in Daiki beside her and knew he was ready to spring from his seat to go after her cousin.

"What?" the low and dangerous tone of Seijuro's voice told her just how angry she was and she flinched back out of habit. "They ever hit you?"

"N-no," Mac shook her head.

"You don't sound so sure," Shintaro commented.

"They don't hit me," Mac said, "well, aunt Petunia tried to hit me with a frying pan once, when I burned the food, but I ducked."

Daiki growled, even he hadn't known that part and she saw the angry scowls on the others faces as well.

"It just happened once!" She tried to calm them down regretting saying anything, "normally they just ignore me or have me do chores. It's not that bad."

"Not that bad?" Ryota repeated horrified and Mac saw his eyes were filled with tears that refused to fall. "That's abuse!"

"No…" Mac shook her head, she had to make them understand. It wasn't like…like they hit her or did something else to her… they just didn't like her, they never asked for her, so why should they? "They let me stay with them, and they took me in even when they never wanted me. I am just a burden to them, and they still let me stay. I owe them."

The silence was back again and Mac wondered if they understood, she dared to look up at them and almost winced at the disbelieving eyes that looked at her, also filled with anger and sympathy. She didn't want sympathy. She squared her shoulder and she felt her face close off as she stood up abruptly, clearly startling everyone but Seijuro who just watched her.

"Mac…" Tetsuya started but she shook her head.

"You don't understand," she said her voice colder than they had heard it before, "none of you do. They're all I have. They're all… I have no other family."

She inhaled shakily before turning away from them fighting the tears, "Sorry. I have to go. I…I…" She trailed off unsure what to say and walked away. She ignored Daiki calling her name, she ignored the way her heart beat harshly in her chest.

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Later, she found herself in her bed staring at the ceiling. Again. She had expected to be yelled at when she got back to the house, to find Dudley complaining about her to his parents. Telling them about the strange thing she did… but nothing. They acted like she wasn't even there. Her aunt had even made dinner and didn't scold her for not being back in time to make it.

What was this new attitude? Did they plan something? She strained her ears but she couldn't hear anything other than the soft humming noise from the TV, and the occasional laugh from her cousin. A frown marred her face as she tried to figure out why they had gone to the silent treatment. Hadn't Dudley told his parents what happened? She found that hard to believe, she had noticed the few almost scared looks in her aunt's eyes as she looked at her, mixed with displeasure. No, they knew.

Though, what was that? She was sure it was her that had made the items shake and even the glass… and when Dudley grabbed her she was sure she had made him let go… he looked like he had been burned. How did she do it? What was it? Maybe she really was a freak? She had thought it had stopped happening, it hadn't happened in ages. So, why was it back now and so much stronger than before? What if she hurt someone next time?

She groaned silently as her mind went into overdrive with questions and worries, she just wanted answers. She had a feeling that her aunt knew something, but the idea of even asking her was preposterous. Don't ask questions! That had been drilled into her since she was little, so she knew it would be pointless even trying to ask.

Also, they knew… knew! Daiki had always known and he had been by her side all this time, he had been her strength. But she knew that even he didn't like her decision of not saying anything, she knew he wanted to tell his parents. Yet, he didn't because he cared about her and didn't want to break her confidence. He just let her know he was there, and that was all she wanted. Needed. But…they hadn't promised.

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Daiki kept glancing at Mac the entire day at school the next day, on the outside, it didn't look like anything out of the ordinary had happened. She answered when talked to, she drew in her sketchpad during breaks like she did when he was busy looking at those magazines Yasu brought, only today he wasn't and he knew she did it to avoid him. So, he knew she was not okay and she was hiding behind her walls. Normally he would be the one allowed inside the walls, but now she was putting them up against him too. It hurt.

He had almost told his parents last night, almost caved when his mother had asked casually how his time with Mac was and how she was. Asked him to bring her home with him again soon. But he hadn't. The guilt and need to protect her was in constant conflict inside of him. The others hadn't known what to do or say last night after she left, they were still stunned by what they had learned and Daiki knew that Mac hated the fact that they now knew.

He walked beside her to the gym and practice, her eyes never glancing over at him and he sighed. They entered the gym and Mac left him to go and join the coaches like she normally did, he paused as he watched her answer in a quiet voice as Sanada asked her something.

"She came?" Ryota asked startling Daiki out of his thoughts and glanced at the blond with an annoyed look. He just grunted in reply before going to get ready before the practice started.

He jogged over to stand beside Tetsuya and gave him a tight smile, before turning his attention to the coach who was talking about practising on defence and told them to pair up two and two. He looked at Mac but found her hiding behind the notebook, he couldn't help but feel sad and worried. He needed to talk to her, to let her know he was still there for her. He caught sight of Seijuro and found him watching Mac too, his red eyes worried and pensive.

...

"Here," Mac stilled as a bottle of water was hovering in front of her and she recognised the voice as Seijuro's. She took it when he nudged it against her forehead lightly. "Are your arm ok?"

Mac blinked and nodded, "yeah, it's fine."

"Good," Seijuro simply said sitting down next to her. Mac wasn't sure what he wanted, but he didn't say anything in a long while so she went back to writing in her notebook as she watched Daiki and Ryota practice defence. "How is Kise doing?"

"He's getting better," Mac said relaxing a little at the normal question. "Daiki still gets past him, but he's moving better and making it more of a challenge."

"I'm glad;" Seijuro said and his eyes shift off to the grey-haired player who is playing against Tetsuya. Mac noticed the cold look in Seijuro's red eyes and arched a brow as she looked at him.

"What are you planning on doing with Haizaki?" Mac asked quietly and Seijuro looked at her. "I've seen the way you observe him sometimes. Like you're considering something."

"I don't know," Seijuro admitted and Mac almost smiles at the admission, it wasn't every day you hear the mighty Akashi Seijuro admit that he didn't know something.

"Right now I think Kise is a better fit with the team," Mac said and Seijuro nodded in acknowledgement to her statement.

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Meanwhile at the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes

Suzuki Ami sighed tiredly as she took a sip of the cooling coffee and grimaced at the bad taste, the pile of paper on her desk never seemed to get any smaller and she had been reading through the rapports for hours now. She took another sip of the bad coffee, grimaced, and rolled her eyes at the note from the reversal squad that went out to fix the mistakes, stating that the child didn't know that it was his father's wand and had accidentally turned his friend into a toad.

She paused when she reached a file stating that there had been a weak detection of accidental magic in a local convenience store in Tokyo, and the reversal squad had gone but not found anything amiss or found any trace of magic there. What was unusual about it was the fact that they barely felt it, the detectors had barely alerted them to the accidental magic.

She skipped to the interview they had conducted with the store attendant and read his statement:

It was like an earthquake, I thought it was so I hid behind the counter. Only then I realised that the ground wasn't shaking, only the items on shelves and the glass in the window. It stopped after two-three minutes. […] Who was in the store at the time, you ask? Just some teens, a girl and several boys. I had the impression there was a problem, but they assured me it was just a misunderstanding. Kids, you know. Well, they behaved well enough and bought what they wanted before they left. The girl, though, looked a little pale.

Suzuki frowned as she tapped the quill against her chin, the bad coffee was forgotten as she pondered who this unknown magical person was. Could it be one of the teens? But then they should have been at a magic school… it was just at the beginning of the school year, after all. It seemed unlikely that it was one of the teens, but… who else could it have been?

There was no clue on who the teens were and the man had already been obliviated, so they couldn't go back and asked more questions. Frustrated she leaned back in her chair and cursed the overly effective reversal squad, sometimes.

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Back at Teiko

The week passed quickly and Mac relaxed more and more around her team, they still showed up around her and talked to her like they normally did. They never mentioned the night, and she appreciated it. They seemed to respect her silence on the matter at least for now. If they were more protective than before, she didn't mention that either. She was used to Daiki growl at anyone who looked at her wrong, but when Atsushi stepped in when she was knocked out of the way, by accident mind you, in the hallway, she was slightly taken aback. His glowering scared the poor kid, and Mac reached out to calm the tall centre down and gave him a small smile. He smiled back and ruffled her hair.

"Kenzie…" Daiki pouted and Mac sighed and rolled her eyes. "Please."

"Fine," Mac said and Daiki grinned and punched the air like he had won a big victory. Mac chuckled amused and pretended not to notice how the others glanced at her when they heard her and got a relieved look on their face.

"We're playing!" Daiki cheered and bounced the ball against the floor before jumping up and shooting it through the hoop. "I'm calling Kenzie on my team."

Mac just shrugged and walked to join him, soon the teams were divided and looked like this: Daiki, Mac and Tetsuya against Shintaro, Atsushi, Seijuro and Ryota.

Mac had fun for the first time in what felt like forever, as she challenged Seijuro in a one on one duel almost managing to win, but smiled even as he passed to Shintaro who scored, not betraying anything as he pushed his glasses up and turned to walk back to his own hoop.

"Mac!" Daiki called and she caught the pass before passing and watched how it changed course and found Daiki who scored again grinning and fist bumping Tetsuya who was smiling slightly.

...

"Why aren't you playing on our team?!" Ryota blurted out when they finished and Mac accepted the towel from Shintaro who nodded at her before turning back to his own.

Mac stilled before glancing at the others, she saw the curious looks on their faces, only Daiki had the familiar dark look on his face.

"I don't need permission to be the manager on the boys' team," Mac finally spoke up her voice tight, but also carefully blank, "but I would need permission from a guardian to play on the boys' team, even if there aren't any rules against it."

They didn't say anything else and Mac just shrugged concentrating on the water bottle, finding it very fascinating.

"Let's go eat!" Daiki suddenly said breaking the tense silence and Mac smiled a little knowing he had done it on purpose. The others agreed and Mac decided to come.

...

Mac walked up the path to her home, it was later than normal but with the new treatment from her relatives, she wasn't sure her absence would be noticed. They seemed stuck on treating her like she didn't exist and every space she was in was empty. It was getting kind of lonely at the same time as it was freeing.

She frowned when she didn't hear anything when she stepped into the house, normally she would have heard the TV or her aunt prattling about her day from the living room. Now, it was only silence. A feeling of foreboding filled her as the house felt…different.

Mac paused outside the door into the living room before she walked inside, it was empty. Completely empty, not even any furniture was left in the room. She felt her breath catch in her throat as she frantically looked around the room, like she was seeing this wrong and that the furniture was there. Mac wasn't sure how long she stood frozen on the floor before she moved to the kitchen and found it empty as well, she moved from room to room, even daring to step into her aunt and uncle's room to find the same result. There was no evidence that they had ever been in the house.

"Aunt Petunia?"

"Uncle Vernon?"

No one answered, only silence filled the house and it was the most oppressing sound she had ever heard.

Mac shakily moved to her room and found for the first time furniture and her few possessions still where she left them that morning. Her mind was blank; it was like it wouldn't process what she was seeing and what that meant. What was going on? Where… where were her aunt and uncle and cousin? Where…

She fell to her knees as tears filled her eyes and they started to fall. They had left… that was the only explanation. The only explanation that made sense. They were gone and she was left behind. It hurt surprisingly much. It was proof, she was dispensable, and she was really nothing to them. They really didn't want her.

She felt everything inside her shatter together and every hope and longing for a family fell apart, everytime she sat in her cupboard back in Surrey and listened to the laughter and joy right outside her door, longing to join in and be a part of it, the way she heard the pride and love as her aunt and uncle talked about her cousin and prayed they would one day talk like that about her too. All of it felt like burned inside of her and she let out a loud and piercing scream!

She felt the walls in the room shake badly and heard the shattering sound of glass but it didn't register in her mind as she fell to the floor in desperate sobs. Sobs shook her body as she realised that she was abandoned. She was…alone.

...

She didn't know how long she stayed there, on the floor, crying. It was the cold air that seemed to bring her out of it and she pushed herself up. Rising a hand she wiped the tears away from her cheek, but she knew her eyes were red from the crying and her throat felt sore. She got to her feet and started to move around the room, her mind still blank. It was like she was moving on autopilot and she gathered her things together, not that she knew where she was going or what she was going to do next.

"Ouch;" Mac groaned and hurriedly stepped back when she felt pain in her feet and she looked down and saw the broken glass on the floor. She was surprised to see the blood on the floor as well and moved her eyes to her foot and saw blood soaking the sock. "Bugger."

The pain actually helped her clear her mind a little as she grabbed a clean shirt and ripped it into shreds and tied it around her foot as tight as she could, only making sure the glass was out of the wound before she did so. She glanced at the window and frowned when had it shattered? Her memory was foggy, but she thought she had made it shatter… She also noticed that it was almost morning, she had spent more time on the floor crying and probably sleeping a little as well, than she thought.

She also knew she couldn't stay here, she knew her uncle had rented it through his work and with him and her aunt g-gone, the house would be rented out to others. Besides, she didn't have the money to rent this place. Or any place… fear gripped her. What was she going to do? She could try and get a job, but who would hire a thirteen-year-old? Her pulse quickened and she felt the same strange presence inside of her rise up and pressing against her skin. She fisted her hands and forced herself to calm down. Deep breaths, she whispered to herself. In and out… in and out…

She packed her few belongings when she managed to calm down, knowing she had to leave this house before the neighbours woke up. They would find it strange if they saw her after her relatives had moved. She didn't have much, so everything fit into her schoolbag. Just as she finished she heard something from the outside and she froze. Voices, talking in Japanese, but she couldn't make out what they were saying was coming closer.

Her breathing quickened again and she gripped her bag and pressed it against her chest as she painfully stepped toward the broken window. She had to get out. What if it were the renters or the police? She couldn't be caught here… how was she going to explain this?

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AN: Thank you for reading! I'll try to update the next chapter soon :)