Phoenix shifted and sighed, focusing on clearing her head. After a time, she looked to him, half hazel, half silver eyes unsure and slowly gaining back energy. "....Because....you are important to....Naka-chan....and...that...makes you important to me..." She murmured, looking forward and down. She wouldn't admit that she liked him, at least, not for awhile.
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The imagination is a powerful tool, it can tint parts of the past, shade happenings in the present, or paint a future so vivid that it can entice...or terrify, all depends on how we conduct ourselves today
~Unknown author
