all part of my resolution...

Yuki sat there on her knees in the middle of her room, with her knife in her chest, although she wasn't injured physically she was "bleeding" some dark black liquid that reminded you of the void.

"sadistic. sadistic sadistic sadistic. sadistic.." she kept repeating to herself, not even having noticed you.
she didn't seem in pain. if it wasn't for her tone of voice you'd think she was happy...?

her soul still hasn't recovered from what happened all those years ago... one can only dream for her to have a happier self...

for those concerned, i'm fine(-ish). my mind just goes where it shouldn't at late hours of the night...