Why am I here?
She has been wandering, for years?Months, weeks?
Does it even ******** matter?
Of course not. And she swars she could hear...
Mima?
Spinning gracefully on her heel, her attention snaps to where she thought the voice came from.
But there's no one there, as always.
"..."
Why mima? Haven't I been punished yet?
She instantly berates herself for asking such a stupid question. No, Jazzel has not been punished nearly enough.
And then promptly falls to her knees and loses her lunch.
