"Kirin…" unknowingly, she called. She used to be so afraid of the dark. But lately, she loved pitch black darkness. Not seeing anything made her mind a blank slate, allowing for Kirin's visage to enter her thoughts clearly. For the past few days Freyja and Van skipped some cla.s.ses, wandering around, looking for suspicious places and clues about Kirin. Unfortunately, they haven't found a single clue. For a second, Freyja felt guilty making such a bold promise.

"Who the h.e.l.l is Kirin anyway!?" She shouted. "SHUT UP!" Her brother's angry voice sealed her mouth for the rest of the night. She slept soundly.

The morning was unusually cold. No wonder, the 'ber-months' had started. She went to school wrapped in her favorite pale blue jacket. She peeked at Van's year 1 cla.s.s, but she's not there. Freyja grew worried.

The cla.s.s ended in a breeze, much to her surprise. Rather, her mind's been full of many things to even notice what happened in cla.s.s. One of them, is Van's whereabouts. The other, Kirin's. She headed to Van's cla.s.s again after school, but confirmed she's absent the whole day. Left with no choice, she headed out to check up on her.

On the streets, she noticed a girl who looks like her soul's left her body. She's been standing at the pedestrian lane for quite a long time, around three batches of people has already crossed the street. Freyja was about to ignore her, when the girl suddenly stepped forward, still with her mind in a daze. But it was sudden.

The girl mindlessly walked forward, in the middle of the streets, with rus.h.i.+ng cars and motorcycles and it's NOT even the red light yet!

One red car, couldn't break in time. It was about to hit the dazed girl when Freyja, just in the nick of time, ran to the middle of the road and pushed the girl hard, to the other side of the lane. The girl was unhurt.

Almost dragging her to the other sidewalk, Freyja slapped her hard. Finally, she snapped out. "What the h.e.l.l are you doing!? Are you trying to get yourself killed or what!?" Freyja shouted so loud, not even the police officer approaching could say something. The girl, in the same year as she is, with braided wavy hair, shrieked all of a sudden. "Wait, what happened!?" Freyja was at a loss. She's about to go to Van, but she can't leave this strange girl like this. She sighed.

Freyja had the girl follow her back to the circular bench in the school grounds. There, she waited for the girl to regain her senses.

"Hey. You okay now?" Finally, the girl stopped sobbing, and seems to have calmed down. Finally. "Okay. If you want to die, do it somewhere you won't bother anyone. Look. I hate watching people die in front of me." Freyja meant it as a joke, but all of a sudden, found her own words disturbing. "People dying in front of me, huh…" she felt something squeeze her chest.

"What was that!?" The girl shouted, shaking Freyja's shoulders. "How the h.e.l.l did you do that!?"

"What are you talking about!?"

The girl knew what she saw. When Freyja pushed her, she saw her side hit the car's edge even before it could swerve to the other lane. She was sure she even saw a dent on the car. But what surprised her even more is seeing some kind of 'light' wrap around her body for a few seconds. Then it disappeared. That's why she shrieked earlier.

"Hey, you're uninjured right?" Finally, the girl spoke calmly. Giving Freyja a weird look.

"Whose fault do you think I almost died!?" She shouted.

The girl stood up and shook her shoulders. "Tell me, who are you!? What is that light!?" Suddenly, she's making no sense to Freyja. "Wh-what the h.e.l.l are you talking about!? Ah I get it. You must still be in shock." Freyja gently shoved her hands off, stood up, and grabbed her backpack.

"Anyway, don't waste your life. I don't know what happened, but killing yourself won't make anything better. Trust me. It won't." With that, she waved and walked ahead.

"Wait, who are you? Tell me that at least!"

Freyja looked back. With a grin, she proudly declared. "I'm a warrior of justice!"

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