[ she never even bothered to resist the phs once her name was called or is really surprised this happened. it's just her luck, you know? her first week here, the last week, and now? funny. it's hilarious. the sword in her hand is a joke and she doesn't even bother to move her hand to gauge it—it's just dead weight on her hand. she has an idea of how this will end and it's all unnecessary.
shima may be smiling, but there's not a single whisper of any kind of smile on her face. "izumo, you look so much cuter when you smile!" right. her body feels drained and she feels sick. though, what's truly disgusting is what's standing before her right now: a reflection that she hates. her voice is flat, cold as she speaks. ]
Is that really what you want your last words to be?
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shima may be smiling, but there's not a single whisper of any kind of smile on her face. "izumo, you look so much cuter when you smile!" right. her body feels drained and she feels sick. though, what's truly disgusting is what's standing before her right now: a reflection that she hates. her voice is flat, cold as she speaks. ]
Is that really what you want your last words to be?