I totally forgot. Why didn't I notice it before?

She looked at me. There was an awkward silence. I didn't know what to say or how to begin.

Stupid you say your name first.

I think I was thinking so deeply that she said, with her arms in mid-air waving up and down to stop it "You don't need to think so deeply."

I came out of my thought, turned my face to her "Huh, what?" with a funny dumb face.

Her shoulders came down and her eyes became more like a line.

"Nothing." she suddenly sat up straight.

"I will introduce myself first then." putting her hand on her chest

"My name is Mimori Kazuha and I am 30 years old. My hobby is painting" She looked at me. "Now it's your turn."

"M-my name is Asuna Hayashida. I-I am 16 years old. And my hobby's are al-so painting, drawing and craft-ing" I felt uneasy to talk to someone about myself.

"I could tell you loved crafting. The way you crafted that table," she said and looked at the table.

I remembered something "Oh I forgot to tell, I also do martial arts." and unintentionally flipped it out.

When I said martial arts her face was surprised.

"I couldn't tell if you could do martial arts. What kind of?"

"I do Ta- Taekwondo, actually I do all kind of fighting styles."

"Oh, that's fascinating." she leaned back.

I wanted to ask her a question but I wasn't sure. I still asked because I was curious.

"Don't you have any children?" The moment when I said that, she slowly turned her head and looked at me.

I didn't notice that because I was looking at the ground.

"I mean you are beautiful and kind and I was curious if you have a husband," I said still looking at the ground and moving my feet constantly because of the nervousness.

I was waiting for her answer but it never came. I heard her sniffing. I slowly looked at her. There were tears coming down her cheeks. It's like she kept this sadness deep inside her for a very long time.

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Mimori's POV

I could feel my eyes tearing up. I tried to keep the tears stop from falling. That's when I saw everything in front of me. I shook my head. I didn't want to see it again. I tried to breathe in and out. But it didn't help. The memory that didn't want to be remembered came up and I saw everything again.

The car,

The music on the radio,

The nice atmosphere,

.

.

.

until it happened.

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I couldn't hold the tears anymore. I could feel the tears making their way down. I tried to calm myself down. But it was no use.

But then I saw him crying and shouting for help. I felt my eyes tearing up again. I started crying hard. Memories flashed back into my mind. Memories that are better left forgotten. I didn't want to see them. I feel myself hyperventilating.

I covered my face with my hands  "No, no go away" I said while a shook my head.

"I, I don-" I felt a hand on my shoulder.

I slowly looked up, still crying.

"It's okay. Let it all out" she rubbed my back to feel me comfortable.

I shook my head. "No, I don't want to."

She gently pinched me in my arm. "I am here. You can tell me everything." I was slowly calmed down and looked at her.

I could feel the tears building up again. She reminded me so much of him. Before the tears made their way down, I wiped them off with the palm of my hand. I took some breath to calm myself.

"It's alright, now tell me what happened." I saw she didn't know how to comfort a person. That made me smile, reminding me of him.

"I don't know where to begin." I made an excuse and I closed my eyes tightly to make sure that the tears won't come again. You don't where to start, you say? The same excuse you told yourself after that incident so many times.

"Just begin from the start," she said. She doesn't even know how to handle someone. I smiled. He was just like her. I nodded.

"My husband, my son and I were planning where to go." I felt like I was living in the moment again.

"It was a lovely sunny day when my son suggested to do a picnic," I started.

"We all agreed. You see, we hadn't had them in a long time." "We packed everything in the car, I saw how excited he was." "It wasn't a long drive, but I wanted to be the ride forever."

"The music on the radio, the lovely weather, the ride, the happiness. It was like I was in heaven." I took a breath in to feel the atmosphere that day. But it wasn't there. The corner of my mouth turned down.

"We were enjoying everything until somehow the car launched itself into the air." "I don't remember what happened because I fainted." "I think after some minutes passed, I opened my eyes. My vision was blurry because of the blood dripping from the wound on my head. I wiped it off."

I started to shake. I couldn't talk properly. My voice was interrupted by my breathing.

"Mimori-chan, calm down." She smoothed. "you've to let it out or else it will eat you inside forever," I looked at her, she had a serious impression on her face.

"Believe me, you will feel relieved" she encouraged me.

I gather all my strength to carry on. "I saw my husband lying on the ground with blood all over him. The car damaged like I never seen before. My senses were coming back. I heard my son screaming for help. I tried to stand up but I couldn't, I screamed to my husband, but he didn't move a bit. His chest didn't make any movement, he didn't even twitch. He just laid there motionless, covered in blood and it took me a moment to make me realize, he was dead."

I coughed. This is too much but I still carried on, liked my husband always said Never back away from something until your finished. 

"My vision became blurry because of the tears. I looked around, finally to see my son. But what the most terrifying part was he was in mid-air, like someone or something was squeezing him. I heard his pai-painful screams. But I couldn't do anything. Blood coming from everywhere. until- until he-" I placed my hand in front of my mouth. Tears were rolling down my cheeks. I couldn't finish it anymore.

"Mimori-chan," she pushed my shoulder gently backwards so I could face her. "It's okay, it's okay. Breathe."

I shook my head and began sobbing. "I-I can't." 

"Yes, you can." I looked at her. Her gaze was strong and hopeful. The kind of gaze that tells you, you can do it, don't be afraid.

"Believe me." She gave me a gentle squeeze on my shoulder and she pulled her hand back.

The look on her face. She was so eager to comfort me. It was so intimidating but yet at the same time kind and encouraging.

I gradually began to calm down. "M-my vision became blurry because I began to faint I think. This thing was squeezing him so tight, so tight. I heard the sound of breaking bones until he-"

 I felt myself shake as I heard that devastating sound ringing in my ears as I think back at those horrible images. Crack...

"He ex-exploded, exploded right in front of me and I couldn't do anything. Anything at all." I finished and then I felt, I felt relieved. It's like a burden has fallen off my chest from all those years of suffering inside. I felt a little light. But it was not enough.

I looked at my side to see Asuna sitting, her back slightly bent, her head hanging downwards and her hands on her knees.

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Asuna's POV

I know how she felt. I know it.

"I know how it feels to lose someone who is dearest to you."

"Asuna, I-"

I slowly made my hand into a fist. "I know how it feels!" I lifted my head up, my eyes became watery.

"You are probably wondering why I am saying this." I looked at her fighting my tears to hold them back.

"Because I have lost some people too." I leaned back, 

"My parents were killed, not by a murderer, but by something," I started staring in front of me. "The weird part is I can see them." 

A/n: Asuna can see Hollows because she has a high spiritual pressure. But she doesn't know any of that.

"I saw how they looked like. They were monsters." My voice raised a little. "I saw how my parents were eaten by that thing." 

Those memories flashbacked and I was out of my thoughts.

I saw the expression on her face. I could tell she felt sorry for me. She also looked a little scared now she knew what killed her husband and her son. And I felt sorry for her. I was just like her in the beginning. But it still hurts when I think or I was reminded of it. Someone helped me to overcome this situation. And now I will help her.

"You don't have to worry," I said still my head facing forward.

I slowly turned to her and looked deep into her eyes "I will help you to get out this, no matter what." I said with a determined voice.

When she heard what I said, her eyes widened a little but then her face softened. I saw her eyes tearing up and a tear fell off her right eye.

Who would know that we would share some important things like this. It's was like that someone was there for me, someone who understood after such a long time. It reminded me of my lonely days. I looked at Mimori-chan. She wiped her tears off and leaned backwards looking at the sky. I did the same. It was a pretty nice view.

The dark blue sky with tiny little stars. They looked so far away, just like the people who would stay away from me. I didn't want to think anymore, because it will only feel me down. I looked down shook my head and looked back up.

And we admired its beauty.