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Chapter Four
Say It Isn't So
The setting takes place on the school's rooftop.
Meals are supposed to be an important thing for the human stomach. Since Homura lives alone, she didn't bother to prepare for lunch. In addition, she couldn't find herself eating. Clearly, she was in deep thoughts.
Whenever the dark-haired girl was in the thinking state, many wondered if she was okay. She would stare at the floor beneath her, which would make the impression that she looked depressed. Her eyes were unreadable so people around couldn't tell what she was thinking about. It's kind of hard for anyone to approach her due to a dark mysterious aura that surrounds her. Plus, everyone knows that she's a serious person and to the fact it's kind of awkward or hard to communicate with her. Especially when trying to make her laugh at a joke.
Homura was already used to loneliness and prefers to be alone. She could get things done faster if she did it solo. On the contrary, that subtracts points of being social with those around her.
Day by day, it always have been subtracting hasn't it?
She truly wonders if she really is human.
The thought of it is blown away by the wind and her vision is suddenly blocked in darkness.
"Guess who, Homura-Chan." The said teenager didn't need to guess at all.
"Kaname-San," She straightforwardly states.
The hands lift up and violet eyes receive their rightful sight again.
Though, due to the act, her glasses were a bit off. She simply raises her hand to adjust it back in place.
She soon hears giggling in the background.
"May I ask why you are laughing, Kaname-San?"
"Oh, nothing really." She innocently says.
This bothered Homura.
"I've always wanted to do that to Homura-Chan." The other girl softly confesses.
Why couldn't she understand this strange feeling?
Behind the taller girl, the pink-haired girl doesn't hesitate to give a hug.
The contact burns, yet, Homura allows her to do it.
She soon decides it was time to ask, "Kaname-San."
It was now or never.
A familiar question is hung in the air, "Have we met before?"
Madoka immediately knew what Homura was asking about.
Though, she simply waits out for a moment before giving the dark-haired girl a reply.
The pink-haired teenager gently rubs her cheek against Homura's back as if to make sure she was truly there.
She wasn't going to play dumb when the other girl was simply curious for answers.
Her arms tighten the embrace.
She is terribly afraid to let go of Homura.
"Yes," Madoka was on the edge of tears, "we have, Homura-Chan."
You feel so cold, Homura-Chan…
Telling lies now is useless.
It always was at the beginning.
Kuro and Shiro: Tell us what you think as we'll be writing more in the future.
Shiro: We apologize for the late/short chapter! It's just that something huge came up in a dangerous position which caused us to have little time to work together on the story chapters!