☆.｡.:* Her slit, cat-like pupil eyes blinked open suddenly. She stared, wide-eyed, at the ceiling for a couple of minutes, unmoving and still, with a stunned expression.
Finally, she seemed to regain her senses. Her finger twitched, then she lifted her right arm and rubbed her eyes and cheeks.
It felt like she had awoken from a long, long dream, yet she could not recall anything about it.
I think it was very unhappy...
"Arata! Wake up! Do you know what time it is-?"
Aoi's loud voice, came at the door of the dark room, with blinds pulled over the windows. Arata snapped out of her thoughts.
