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[name] [last name] was no older than five years old when she first came into contact with the ghostly spirit, name Hanako-san that haunts the girls restroom and grants wishes to the living. Not coming to an...
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CURSED WITCH —— ☀︎︎ ——
The weekend has began, [name]'s beloved mother didn't have any extra paperwork until Monday morning when students among students tiredly walk onto school campus. As for young [name] was curiously looking out the window, watching new people bring boxes into the apartment across from her own home.
She sighed, listening to the items wrappers being unwrapped, and a satisfied hummed to follow along. The Mokke, also known as [name]'s partner in crime. It comfortably sat onto the windowsill, next to young female.
"It seems we have new neighbors.. it's been awhile." She mumbled resting her head onto her crossed arms, looking at the small fragile pink baby, eating its delicious candy
A soft smile curled up onto her lips, stepping away from the window and made her way to her soft mattress. Gently setting down the Mokke onto her pillow and a full candy bag beside it, sitting crisscross across from her buddy.
"Well, anyways. I hope they're nice."
"[name] ! Come meet our new neighbors !" Her mother called making her jolt, grabbing her buddy-Mokke and putting it inside her front pocket of her oversized overalls. Rushing down the hallway with family photos hanging upon the white walls
Stepping beside her mother as her [eye color] orbs stared back into pair of red soft ones and blonde hair with teal tips, shoulder length hair and fat ankles to add to her appearance. Standing beside her mother. [name] gave a little wave and a small smile onto her lips.
[name]'s mothers warm hand patted her [hair color] hair. "This is [name]. [name] this Nene Yashiro, I hope the two of you become good friends."
After the short introduction, the two kids stood across from each other, staring into the eyes of one another, awkwardly. [name] patted her pants smiling.
"Umm....How old are you ?" [name] asked, breaking the awkward silence- or at least tried
The young daikon female hummed lowly, "Four.." fiddling with the fabric of her clothing
I'm older...?
"That's nice. I really hope we do become good friends, Yashiro-chan !" She brightly smiled, shaking the other girls small soft hand
The daikon stared at her, confusedly, before returning the same smile as the other rebellious female. Nodding her head in agreement. Young Yashiro did not have any friends either, and loved the girl's ongoing personality. Not knowing the rumors spread upon her name.
