I'll.. Never be cool."
Homura was walking home, simply stuck.
She wanted to listen to your words, she really did! But, no matter what she did, you were always having to to help her. Cool people don't need help! They can do things without fail, yet here she was, failing at whatever she tried to do.
'I'm always causing problems for [Last Name]-san, and embarrassing myself,' Homura thought, 'Will I always be like this?'
'ThEn MaYbE iT'd Be BeTtEr If YoU dIeD!'
'Maybe.. It would be... Better if I died...'
Suddenly, Homura realized that she wasn't walking home with anyone, so who could have been talking to her? She looked up at her surroundings and found that she was in some red and orange place, with cheep-looking art thrown here and there.
"Huh!? What..?"
'It WiLl Be BeTtEr If YoU dIe!'
"Where am I!?" Homura looked around, but she didn't know where she was.
A swirl of a grayish-orange came from a being that looked a lot like the Arc de Triomphe in Paris. Homura turned around to follow the light, only to see four beings that looked like crappy art-humans behind her. They had their arms outstretched, and Homura had tripped over her own feet.
She was done for.
"Look out, Homura-chan!"
Suddenly, a (f/c) slash appeared in front of her, and all the human-like creatures were cut in half. Before Homura could do anything, she was grabbed and moved farther away from the Arc de Triomphe-like thing. Homura finally caught her breath and looked up to see her savior. She was met with (e/c) eyes, (s/c) skin, and a mess of (h/l) (h/c) hair.
I'll.. Never be cool."Homura was walking home, simply stuck.She wanted to listen to your words, she really did! But, no matter what she did, you were always having to to help her. Cool people don't need help! They can do things without fail, yet here she was, failing at whatever she tried to do.'I'm always causing problems for [Last Name]-san, and embarrassing myself,' Homura thought, 'Will I always be like this?''ThEn MaYbE iT'd Be BeTtEr If YoU dIeD!''Maybe.. It would be... Better if I died...'Suddenly, Homura realized that she wasn't walking home with anyone, so who could have been talking to her? She looked up at her surroundings and found that she was in some red and orange place, with cheep-looking art thrown here and there."Huh!? What..?"'It WiLl Be BeTtEr If YoU dIe!'"Where am I!?" Homura looked around, but she didn't know where she was.A swirl of a grayish-orange came from a being that looked a lot like the Arc de Triomphe in Paris. Homura turned around to follow the light, only to see four beings that looked like crappy art-humans behind her. They had their arms outstretched, and Homura had tripped over her own feet.She was done for."Look out, Homura-chan!"Suddenly, a (f/c) slash appeared in front of her, and all the human-like creatures were cut in half. Before Homura could do anything, she was grabbed and moved farther away from the Arc de Triomphe-like thing. Homura finally caught her breath and looked up to see her savior. She was met with (e/c) eyes, (s/c) skin, and a mess of (h/l) (h/c) hair.
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