Then—she closed her eyes.
The suffocating, pulsating presence vanished.
I felt her slip away.
And then—
With trembling pupils, the girl opened her eyes.
Her lips parted. A whisper escaped. "My whole life… failed."
She blinked rapidly—
And then—
She realized how close I was.
"KYA!!"
She screamed, panicked, blushing furiously.
Her hands flew to cover herself as she scrambled to pull her ragged, torn red robes tighter around her body.
I looked away. "You're safe."
"You pervert! What have you done?! You—"
Her hands froze over the shard lodged in her chest.
I scratched my cheek, unsure why I felt slightly embarrassed.
Now that she was herself again—expressing emotions, thinking for herself—she looked… really sweet.
There was something about her.
A vibe that made you want to protect her. To not hurt her. To keep her from being sad.
At the same time—
