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A small blush forms on Mein's cheeks as she takes yet another glance to her left, hoping that, for some reason, the boy sitting there beside her would acknowledge her in any sort of way. Just the fact that she was sitting next to him for once was already sort of nerve-racking for the pink beauty.
A small flare of disappointment goes off in her head as she realizes that he wasn't paying much attention to her at all, much less anyone else. In fact, Tatsumi was really only looking at his poor excuse for a meal that Susanoo had prepared for him. His face had "really?" written all over it.
That's right; Tatsumi, the boy that Mein had always made fun of ever since he had joined Night Raid, was now Mein's main interest. What amused her even more was how simple it was for her to start harboring feelings for him. It was your typical damsel-in-distress situation, but with the distress part being only partial. About a month ago, Mein underwent a battle with one of her most anticipated rivals, Ser
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He rolls to his right.
He rolls to his left.
A second time, he rolls to his right.
A contentless sigh escapes his mouth.
Tatsumi, a member of the Night Raid squad, was tossing and turning in his bed, unable to shake the thoughts of memories that he did not want to reminisce over. Every few nights or so, it was always the same routine; he'd dream about the deaths of his fellow friends and comrades, wake up in a sweaty panic, breathe heavily, and then dwell on his dream, feeling fully responsible for any of his friends' deaths.
However, no matter how many times this happened, he'd always feel just as bad and guilty as the last. There was no ever getting used to such despair.
He sits up from his bed, immediately bringing his right hand to his head, as if suffering from a headache. He lets out another sigh, and finally decides to get out of bed completely, not wanting to get lost in thought of nothing but false hope once again.
As he gets dressed, he looks over to one corner of his room to