>>73044758Tried my hand at writing, let me know what you anons think.
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The halls echoed with cheer, the sound of footsteps racing through the hallways. Jubilant laughter and footsteps rapidly approached my room. "There they go again," I murmured with a wistful sigh, a mere spectator in their jubilant world, as two figures darted past my bedroom door. First came Kanata, an angel in a girl's body, her glistening snow-white hair bobbing up and down as she made her escape, laughing the entire time. For an angel, she was pretty mischievous. It kept us all on our toes, truth be told. In hot pursuit was Towa, the benevolent demoness, with her lavender twintails trailing behind her like streamers in the wind as she pursued Kanata. Towa's laughter, intertwined with attempts to speak, filled the hallway with a warmth that belied her demonic heritage. In her, there was no trace of malevolence, only a pure heart and an overflowing fountain of kindness.
From my vantage point, I was always a few steps behind those two, observing them from afar. Their friendship was a beautiful thing, it thrummed with life, with color. Kanata, bestowed with the voice of heaven, struggled to voice her feelings, struggled to voice her love for others. Towa, for all her demonic origins, was a ray of kindness in a world of malice, she was a beacon of love in a world of hate. Except for a few times when she played video games, but that's a different story.
Watching them, I often wondered about the true nature of their bond. To the untrained eye, they were just two friends, caught up the camaraderie and laughter. But I saw the stolen glances, the fleeting touches, the silent conversations that spoke volumes. Kanata's eyes often lingered on Towa, her deep blue eyes filled with an emotion too vast to name, yet she cloaked it in silence, her heart's whispers falling on mute lips.
Just as I had retreated to my bed for the night, lost in thought about their relationship, the laughter abruptly ceased. A chilling silence fell over the hallway, heavy, thick-- as if the very air had solidified. My curiosity getting the better of me, drew me back to the door. Peering out, the hallway was eerie, completely devoid of the life that had filled it mere moments ago.
Then, from the far end of the hallway, a sound shattered the stillness-- one visceral, heart-wrenching scream, unmistakably Kanata's. It was followed by chilling silence, a silence that made my entire spine shiver in fear. Kanata warned me about this day, but it was nothing like she told me. My heart began to hammer, panic began to clutch my soul with its icy fingers. The once jubilant night just became my worst nightmare. As I stood frozen, blankly staring down the hallway, I knew nothing would ever be the same again.
