I finally finished this… Argh… I've been staying up till 12 to study and do my History project and so far I haven't made any progress at all… so I decided to work on something that hopefully would be more productive. Enjoy!

In the attic where Mikan and Yuki stayed in…

Mikan sat on the bed, braiding her hair into two little plaits while Yuki sat on the dusty floor, back resting on the wall behind her, running her fingers across a book.

'Really, Yuki, I never thought you were the one to ditch class. Why were you sitting outside the SA room the whole afternoon?' Mikan asked as she tied the end of her plaits with a piece of ribbon.

'There was no actual class going on so I didn't feel the need to attend the class… or rather… celebration. You know I'm not the one for rowdy parties,' Yuki replied stonily, her fingers moving at a quicker pace across the page.

Mikan pouted and skipped over to her side, staring at the book Yuki was reading. She tilted her head to the side, trying to figure out what it was called.

'It's Braille. You know, pages with bumps that represent words,' Yuki answered the unvoiced question. 'It's troublesome to have someone read to me all the time or listen to a tape recorder. Sadly, there aren't many books I can read.'

Mikan looked at the book, trying to decipher the array of dots on the paper. Yuki's hand shot through the page like lightning and the next second, Mikan was more focused on her hand rather than the book. She mumbled, 'Ah, there goes my pride of being a speed reader. Your hands are like lightning, Yuki-chan!'

'If not, how would I be able to fight?' Yuki mumbled in return. The words seemed to have triggered an alert switch in Mikan and she sat up straighter.

'When?'

'We're only asked to prepare. He'll give the command when the time is right. In addition, we have to write down the way to contact the Black Halloween. It's really troublesome, this one,' Yuki paused in her reading and sighed. 'Will you do this one, or do you want me to do it again?'

Mikan's hands trembled. 'It's for real, right?' Yuki nodded. Mikan gulped and shook her head, 'No… I'm… I'm sorry I'm just too scared to…'

Yuki nodded understandingly. 'It's alright. I'll do it then.' She had a thoughtful look on her face. 'You haven't killed anyone yet, have you?'

'No!' Mikan answered instantly and a bit too loudly. She shook her head vigorously and said, 'I just can't. When I point the barrel to someone's head, all of a sudden my senses will go numb and I just can't seem to find the strength to shoot…'

'It's alright. If you can't find the strength to shoot, I'll shoot for you. I'll stain my hands with blood for you, until whenever necessary,' Yuki promised and grasped Mikan's hand tightly. Mikan hugged Yuki in return, not once releasing the tightly clamped hands entwined in between them.

At Class B the next day…

'Good Morning!' Mikan skipped into the classroom with Yuki behind her and greeted everyone cheerfully.

'Morning, Mikan-chan, Yukiko-chan,' Yuu smiled and waved at them. He was sitting at the middle of a circle in the classroom, with most of the students surrounding him. 'We're having a sharing session today, so come join us.'

'What kind of sharing session? Isn't it… 5 minutes to the bell?' Yuki asked curiously as Mikan and her walked over to the circle.

'Narumi-sensei won't be here and Fukutan-sensei is having a sick leave so I've been instructed to keep the class in line by engaging them in an activity,' Yuu wept fountains of tears, clearly not very enthusiastic about the task. Mikan sighed and pulled Yuki down to sit down at the gap left for them in the circle.

Yuu glanced around and saw that most of the students were here. Correction, all the students he could persuade to come over were here. He took a deep breath and started in a not-very-confident voice, 'We are here to today to-'

'Get on with it already!' someone yelled and threw a piece of chalk at the class prez. Yuu flinched as the chalk bounced off his head and rolled off somewhere.

'Why not we start with our two new transfers, then,' Yuu smiled weakly, sending signals with his eyes at the two girls to let him off this time round. They sighed again and shrugged, indifferent to the prospect of being interrogated by their classmates. There was a silence in the circle. No one was speaking up. Yuu sweated and asked nervously, 'Does anyone have any questions for these two?'

Ogasawara Nonoko raised her hand hesitantly and asked, 'Yukiko-san, what's your Alice?'

The students sat up straighter and all eyes, even those not in the circle, were on Yuki. Yuki smiled slightly and chuckled, 'I knew someone would ask me that sooner or later. Well, how do I explain it…?'

'Show it to them,' Mika suggested.

Yuki smiled at her and nodded, 'I think that would do nicely. Could you…?'

'Sure!' Mikan ran out and not more than a few minutes later, she came back with a glass of water. She set it down in front of Yuki, who mumbled a word of thanks to her.

'So…' Yuki smiled mysteriously over the glass of water and gazed around at the class she could not properly see. 'Who would like to try this out?'

No one volunteered. There was an eerie silence, mostly due to the smiled hanging on Yuki's face- one that screamed "It's deadly! Stay back!"

'I'll do it,' someone from outside the circle. All the heads turned to see Natsume standing at the outer side of the circle, hands in the pockets and face adorning its usual dark expression. Yuki simply smiled and gestured for him to sit in front of her. He stepped over and sat down on the floor, looking uninterested –which, of course, isn't true- and bored. Yuki gently dipped a finger inside the glass, her face gentle but filled with concentration.

'What would you like to know?' Yuki asked, her finger not breaking contact with the crystal clear liquid.

'Hmph. Anything you can see,' Natsume shrugged nonchalantly.

'I can see a lot of things, Hyuuga-kun. Please narrow it down. Or should I do it for you?' Yuki raised her other hand to her lips, putting on an expression that showed deliberation. Natsume didn't reply so Yuki went on, 'Family then. Hyuuga Natsume, 10 years old, birthday on the 27th of November. You have a younger sister named Aoi. Your mother is… or was… Igarashi Kaoru. She was a former student of the Alice Academy and has the Alice of Memory Processing. She was also a Hana Hime. She-oh, you don't need to know that… By the way, Hyyuga-kun, you look a lot like your mother-'

Natsume slapped the glass away from her hand. It shattered and the water slowly seeped into the gaps in the wooden floor. Natsume's expression was of fury and slight fear. He stood up quickly and left the classroom. Ruka hurriedly followed his friend, while Yuu stood hopelessly at the scene.

'What… is your Alice, exactly?' Nonoko asked hesitantly.

'I can see anything through contact with water,' Yuki replied while wiping her finger with a piece of tissue.

'Anything?' Anna gaped.

'Anything. The past, present, future, I can see it if I want to. I can see your deepest secrets or your worst fears. Anything on the world, I can see,' Yuki shrugged. 'Well, there are certain limitations. If it's being protected by a barrier Alice, there is a chance that I wouldn't be able to see anything. Well, that depends on the strength of the barrier as well. Other than that, everything else is pretty much open for me to see.'

'That's… scary…' Nonoko whispered. 'So does that mean you can see who the murderer is?'

Yuki glanced at her briefly (though it was no use to even look at her…) and shrugged, 'I can, I suppose, but I don't want to. Who would want to see a murder right in front of their eyes? I think it's best to let the Academy to do their work. They'll find the one responsible soon.'

Yuu glanced around again. 'Does anyone else have any questions?'

Kokoro Yome asked, 'You participated in a music competition?'

'Yes,' Yuki and Mikan nodded in unison.

'What did you do?'

'Yuki-chan plays the violin. She always does. I'm either the singer or the piano accompanist,' Mikan replied. She grinned happily, 'When Hotaru was with us, she and I would be dancing and singing while Yuki-chan plays the violin or the piano. It was really cool! We'd always leave with the grand prize and the audience would scream for us!'

'Wow!' Nonoko and Anna exclaimed. They had stars in their eyes and gazed with admiration at the two girls.

'She's exaggerating,' Yuki and Hotaru said together. Hotaru pulled out her Baka gun and fired a couple of rounds at her, knocking the poor girl out.

'We didn't always win. Our age was a real obstacle in competitions, but Yuki would always make up for our lack of experience with her playing. Whenever she draws that bow over the strings, it felt as if… we were made to do this and our best performance would come up,' Hotaru rubbed the back of her head and admitted sheepishly. 'Without her, I doubt it would be possible for us to win anything.'

'The Magical Superglue…' Mikan mumbled in her semi-conscious state. Hotaru fired another shot to knock her out.

'What she meant was that Yuki-chan was the one that bonded us together. I couldn't stand being beside this idiot at first but Yuki-chan was the one that helped me look at the idiot at a different perspective and truly like her,' Hotaru explained.

'Wow… you three go back a really long way…' Nonoko commented.

'Mikan and Yuki are closer. They've been together a few years before I came,' Hotaru shrugged.

Someone who had been quiet for the past few minutes suddenly spoke up, and her words shocked all of them. Sumire stood up and sneered, 'Then you probably wouldn't know what the murdering girl had been doing before you befriended her.'

Everyone's head shot up at the statement. Yuki tensed up and questioned in a controlled voice, 'What do you mean, Shouda-san?'

Sumire snorted and flicked her hair back. She said in an arrogant voice, 'Don't pretend that you don't know, Shirogane. I know that when you were 7 years old, you killed your own father!'

Mikan stood up and defended Yuki. She shouted back, 'That's not true! Yuki would never do something like that!'

'Do you have any proof?'

'Uh…' Mikan flinched.

Sumire took out an article dated 3 years ago and showed it to the class. 'There. When Shirogane was 7, her father took her to work where there was a power shortage. They were trapped in an elevator and after 30 minutes, she, her father and two others were suffocating. Shirogane wanted to live so she took the gun from her father and shot him to death!'

Mikan was stunned, as was the rest of the class. Yuki, however, was composed and gave a small laugh.

'Really, Shouda-san, I was impressed that you managed to find something like that in such a short space of time. Your inferential skills, however, does not match up,' Yuki stood up as well and her expression was of a professional detective. 'There are several inconsistencies. I, for one, know that that article only states that my father died in an elevator with me and two others. The part about the power shortage was true… as was the point about us suffocating. However, may I ask, what was that mysterious gun that you mentioned? If I'm not wrong, my father was a detective as well as an informant. However, he was not part of the police, therefore he could not gain access to guns and similar weaponry. How, then, would there have been a gun in the elevator on that day?'

Sumire furrowed her eyebrows and said slowly, 'Then the gun must have been from the other two…'

Yuki smiled and shook her head, 'That could not have been possible. Although I admire your quick thinking, it seems that you have not done the second part of your research. The other two in the elevator were scientists. They too could not have gain access to guns. Therefore it was not possible for a gun to be in the elevator.

'However, if you do insist that there was a gun in that elevator, then I'd accept it and lead you to the next contradiction. Why on earth would I ever lay a finger on that gun? Guns are dangerous things. I'd understand that even if I were a little baby. The power shortage completely cut off power from the elevator, thus there was no light. I would not have known about the gun or its position, therefore I could not have used it to shoot anyone as I could not have even laid a single hair on it.'

Sumire hung onto her conviction and opened her mouth, but was silenced by Yuki raising a hand.

'Wait, please, until I finish. Okay, supposedly I did lay a finger on that nonexistent gun, then how would I know where to shoot it? There was a power shortage, thus I could not see a thing. How would I know where to shoot in that big elevator when the bullet could rocket off the walls and come right back at me? Don't laugh; reflecting bullets are the worst possible way to die for a gun man.'

Sumire could finally find a solid argument and fired out the moment Yuki stopped, 'Just as you said, there was a power shortage. You wouldn't know where to shoot so when you shot, the bullet went to your father!'

Yuki giggled and shook her head again, 'No, that's not possible. I do know where my father was at that time. He was sitting right beside me, shoulder to shoulder…' Yuki rubbed the side of her left arm nostalgically. 'I wouldn't have picked up a gun and shot it at my father, who was sitting just beside me. I was too young to be that heartless…

'And you know what?' Yuki looked up at Sumire and smiled. The whole class could see her shaking form. 'My father didn't die from a gunshot. He died from a heart attack. What's more, the police searched the elevator and there wasn't a gun or a bullet. And you know what's more…? I… felt my father die beside me.'

Yuki turned around and left the classroom. Mikan rushed to follow her but was held back by Hotaru.

'Don't. Let her cool down first,' Hotaru nodded towards the door. Mikan sighed and rested her head on Hotaru's shoulder. Sumire, on the other hand, was standing in the circle, shocked and frozen on the spot. There was an uncomfortable silence in the class cloaking the class. Yuu was on the verge of tearing his hair out by the failure of the discussion.

'Do your own stuff!' he cried out and ran out, upset by his failure. The class slowly made their way back to their seats and they sat in silence for the rest of the free period.

Next day… morning before breakfast…

CLANG! The third floor and attic of the girl's dormitory was all awoken by the sound of breaking glass. Mikan shot out of bed, startled by the noise.

'Yuki-chan! What do you think… was… that…' Mikan glanced around the room only to find that her dark haired roommate was missing. 'Don't tell me… Yuki-chan!' She jumped out of bed and made a mad dash for the bathroom to look for her friend.

'Yuki-chan!' Mikan cried as she ran into the bathroom. She gasped.

Yuki was standing at the sinks, one hand against the wall which once held the mirror. Around her were pieces of glass, clearly what was left of the mirror. Blood was splattered around the sink and in her tightly clutched hand was a shard of glass, its edges cutting deep gashes into her palm and dripping crimson blood into the sink.

'Yu…ki…? Mikan asked hesitantly. She carefully stepped around the glass shards and made her way to her friend. 'Are you… okay…?'

Yuki remained silent. Mikan was getting worried and she shook her anxiously. 'Yuki! Please, say something!'

'Mi… kan…' Yuki's pale lips cracked open and the name was whispered out. Mikan turned her friend around and shook her gently.

'What's wrong, Yuki-chan? Why did you break the mirror? Is… something wrong?' Mikan touched her cheek gently. More girls were starting to come into the bathroom, having woken up from the sound of Yuki completely breaking apart the bathroom mirror.

'Is that… you… Mikan…?' Yuki mumbled out. Mikan had a gut feeling that something was terribly amiss and she felt butterflies fluttering about in her stomach.

'What's wrong, Yuki? You don't usually have problems in recognizing… me…' Something dawned on Mikan. 'Yuki… can you see me?'

A tear ran down Yuki's cheek. She shook her head slowly. Mikan dropped her hands and stared at her in shick.

'How is that possible? You were fine yesterday. There's no way it could have gotten so bad overnight!' Mikan was shaking in denial. 'You must still be asleep, Yuki-chan! You must be closing your eyes, that's why you can't see. It's… it's not possible. Yuki not being able to see a single thing… YOU MUST BE KIDDING ME!'

'Mikan, I…' Yuki lifted her head to let Mikan see her dull, golden eyes. Another tear slid down her cheek. 'I'm sorry… I don't think I can… stay positive about this anymore…'

She fell onto her knees, bringing Mikan down with her, and cried on Mikan's shoulder.

Hospital…

Mikan stood in front of Yuki's bed and simply stared at her friend. The teachers outside the ward were looking at the frozen girl and shook their heads.

'The reason?' Serina-sensei enquired.

'The doctors don't know. An examination revealed that her eyes were not suffering from any form of disease of short sightedness… what is the real cause of her blindness is unknown,' Narumi sighed heavily and rubbed his temples. 'She may have been severely traumatized or so the doctors say…'

'Did you know that Tobita Yuu organized a sharing session yesterday?' Misaki-sensei suddenly pointed out. The teachers nodded. 'Do you think she may have been traumatized then?'

'By what?' Narumi shook his head. 'There's no way one could be traumatized by a sharing session, it's not like she has some dark secret…'

'She does,' Serina-sensei denied. She pulled out an article from her pocket and showed it to the teachers. 'I found this on the floor yesterday when I was there to look for a few students. I think… this can explain the situation quite well.'

The teachers huddled together and scanned the article. Jinno was the first to finish and shook his head in disbelief. 'It's impossible for her to be traumatized over that. It should have been 3 years ago, when her father died, not now.'

'True, but how would you feel if you had to relive the most terrifying moment of your life again after blocking it out for 3 years,' Narumi argued quietly. 'It's not nice to relive painful memories of the past.'

The teachers were silent as they understood what he was implying. They glanced at the two through the window again.

'Let's leave them for today,' Misaki-sensei gestured for the rest of the teachers to follow him out of the hospital. One by one, they abandoned their position beside the window and strode out to return to the Elementary branch.

Back in Class B…

Mikan walked into the class like the dead, bringing a miserable aura along with her. She sat down heavily onto her seat and buried her head into her hands. Her shoulders were shaking slightly, though not noticeable if you didn't observe her for a long time. Even so, the aura she brought along was stifling and it affected the class.

By the third period, the class could barely stand the aura flooding and overwhelming the classroom. Few were on the verge of fainting and even Hotaru was looking uncomfortable. Sumire, deciding that she has had enough, slammed her hands onto the table the moment the teacher was gone and pointed a finger to Mikan.

'Get out. Now.' Sumire said through gritted teeth. She gestured at the rest of the class and said to Mikan, 'I don't care what happened to your friend. The class has nothing to do with it! Don't bring all your creepy and depressing aura into the class and kill them all!'

'… You're right. You're the only one that made Yuki-chan into what she is right now. You should be the one that is being punished,' Mikan raised her head to glare at the seaweed-green haired girl. Her eyes were piercing and cold, and they seemed to hold a dangerous intent that the whole class had only seen in Natsume's eyes. 'If it weren't for you, Yuki-chan wouldn't have to think about the past and get so worked up! Did you know that she was always wishing and hoping to regain her sight? She wants to regain her sight more than anything else! How would you feel if you were made to think of your own father dying before you and then lose your chance of regaining your eyesight, your greatest desire? You know nothing about losing what's important to you! And yet... you…' Maikan panted angrily. She raised a hand in a threatening manner.

'Mikan.'

'… Yuki…?' Mikan turned around so fast the movement couldn't be seen.

'Mikan, it's alright. Let them rant all they want,' Yuki shook her head slightly at the girl. She leaned against the door frame and folded her arms. Mikan saw her bandaged arms as well as the black blindfold that she had tied around her eyes. 'It's not like they can help or anything.'

'Yuki-chan… how can you say that?' Mikan lunged towards Yuki and hugged her tightly. Yuki lost her balance and stumbled back a few steps.

'Careful, you're going to fall down, Shirogane-san,' a soft but manly voice fluttered over. Yuki was caught and steadied by a pair of hands (that enveloped her whole shoulder). Every pair of eyes darted to the newcomer and discovered who it was.

'Sakurano-senpai!' the girls' screams rang throughout the elementary block. 'Kyaaa!!!!!'

'Ah, who's that?' Mikan looked questioningly at Yuki and the blond bishounen. 'An acquaintance, Yuki-chan?'

'No… a nosy senpai,' Yuki whispered the last part so that only Mikan could hear her. She turned and bowed to the blond, saying, 'Thank you for escorting me to my class, Sakurano-senpai. Your help was much appreciated.'

Sakurano merely smiled and patted her head. 'Take care now.' And he teleported away.

Mikan and Yuki stared (well, technically speaking she can't but let's just say that her eyes are directed towards whichever spot) at the place where he was standing just a few seconds ago in silence. After a while, they began to notice the piercing daggers that were boring into their backs. They turned around slowly to see their female classmates glaring murderously at them, a dark aura flaring in the background.

'How dare you speak with Sakurano-senpai-sama so informally? You'll die for your sins!' the leader of the Sakurano-Imai club (Elementary Division) growled and she raised a baseball bat. 'Let's go girls!' and the whole crowd began charging at the two girls.

'What's going on here?' Jinno's very famous strict voice resounded throughout the classroom. Everyone froze and turned their heads slowly to see the furious teacher tapping his metal stick against his thigh. They gulped and in a flash, they rushed back to their seats, with the exception of Mikan and Yuki who were incapable of doing it at such a speed given the circumstances. He ignored the two girls and walked to the teacher's table, slamming his book of Advanced Algebra onto the table. He picked up the chalk and began scribbling along algebraic equations onto the board.

'I suck at Algebra,' Mikan mumbled to herself as they sat down at their seats.

(A/N: I suck at Algebra too… I just started on the topic at school and I nearly got half the questions wrong… Haiz…)

After Lessons…

'Sakura, wanna play Alice dodge ball?' Mochu approached the brunette with a ball in his hands. The ball was a light blue with the crest of the Alice Academy on it. 'Minimum 7 a team, today at 5pm'

'Sure, why not?' Mikan closed the book she was reading and looked up. 'The rules?'

'Loser team has to serve the winning team. Just so that you know, Natsume's in our group,' Mochu bounced the ball with one hand.

'I don't care. I accept your challenge,' Mikan held out a hand. Mochu and Mikan shook it firmly and they turned the opposite directions to begin the search for their teams.

At 5pm, on the field…

'Mikan-chan… are you sure it's alright?' Yuu asked worriedly. 'You have no idea how dangerous Alice dodge ball is!'

'I have a fair idea what it involves, Yuu, or it wouldn't be named Alice dodge ball,' Mikan rolled her eyes as she and her little team made their way to the centre of the field. 'Trust me, we'll win this. Especially with Yuki-chan and me on this side, we can take down them all easily without even needing to use our Alice.'

'That's probably because your Alice won't do anything,' Hotaru chipped in as she crawled out of her Caterpillar Capsule. She had money signs in her eyes. '500 yen per half hour and 1000 yen for any injury. Make payment by end of this week.'

'Hotaru-chan…' Mikan sweat dropped.

'Let's begin!' Mochu brought the ball the field and passed it to his team. 'The team with the last person standing is the winner!'

And the match began… with drastic results.

In less than 5 minutes, Mochu's team had been reduced to nearly one-quarter. Mikan was receiving the balls with her nullifying Alice and hit them back. The balls struck everytime. Desperate, they started hitting towards Yuki, who they thought would be eliminated the first since she can't see a thing. Who would have expected that she caught the ball with a hand while side stepping it, before launching it into the air and giving it a spinning kick to send it crashing to an unfortunate boy, who was knocked back by the force of the ball and fell heavily on his butt.

'Scary!' the thought ran through every player's mind as they watched Mikan and Yuki high-fiving. Their faces had a light and carefree expression, a first since the start of the day. Their mood slowly influenced the players and soon, almost (note the word ALMOST) everyone was laughing and smiling.

'Yuki, the next ball's yours!' Mikan yelled as she tossed the dodge ball to the opposite side and took down another player. Yuki nodded and caught the ball that was aimed towards her. She held it silently for a moment before throwing it with considerable force to a random guy on the other side. The guy tried to catch it but a moment before the ball reached him, he appeared shocked and didn't move. The ball hit him on the shoulder and rolled away.

'Hey, what're you doing? Why did you suddenly stop?' Mochu yelled.

'I don't know… my body just froze and I felt a shock. I don't know what happened…' the guy stared at his hands.

'Well, he was hit so please leave the court,' Hotaru raised her Baka gun, preparing to shoot if he didn't leave court within the next 10 seconds. He scurried off in a hurry and sat at the sidelines.

'What happened…' Mikan and Yuki were both thinking.

'Look out!'

The dodge ball, no doubt from Natsume, was flying straight for Yuki while blazing in flames. Yuki barely looked up in time when the ball made contact with her chest and knocked her off her feet.

'Yuki-chan!' Mikan rushed to her friend. Yuki sat up slowly and coughed, rubbing the spot where the ball hit her. It was slightly scorched and smoke could be seen rising from her chest.

'I'm alright… just winded…' Yuki reassured her friend. Hotaru and Mikan helped her stand up and walk her out of the court. Both of them had a murderous aura floating around them and the others gulped. They did not want to be on the receiving end of the two girls' wrath.

'I'll make them pay!' the thought ran through both girls' heads.

And in the next 10 minutes, both teams were reduced to only Mikan, Hotaru, Natsume and Ruka. They panted heavily, exhausted from dodging all the balls thrown at them. Natsume picked up the ball on his side and whacked it over to where Hotaru was. Swift as lightning, Hotaru pressed the button on the switch she was holding and a net came to catch the ball. It was attached to a rocket and Hotaru pressed the button again, making the ball fly over to where Ruka was. It hit Ruka on the shoulder and Ruka was out.

'Yatta! Only one more to go!' Mikan hooted and jumped. She looked around for Hotaru, only to find her sitting in the side lines with Yuki. Mikan's jaw dropped. 'Hotaru-chan!'

'I'm tired and I ran out of ammo. Deal with it yourself,' Hotaru said coldly. Mikan pouted and cried.

'Polka Dots, get ready!' Natsume threw the dodge ball to Mikan. Mikan leaned forward to catch it, nullifying his fire the minute it crossed into her court and her hands clamped around the ball. It spun uncontrollably in her hands and Mikan let go, feeling the burn from the friction generated.

'Natsume wins!' Storms of cheers erupted at the other end of the court. Mikan's group stood dejectedly while the other group cheered and hooted.

'But… that was fun, wasn't it?' Yuki said. Eyes were cast on her. 'We all had fun. That's what counts, no?'

'Yuki-chan is so matured!' Mikan cried and rushed to hug her. BAKA! Yuki shot her with a round from Hotaru's Baka Gun.

'If only days could be this carefree…' Yuki thought to herself gloomily.

Focusing on Yuki's past… I want to make Yuki pair up with someone… any suggestions?

I realized how troublesome making an OC clear to the reader is. But that doesn't change my LOVE for OC stories. Please read and review!