The light dazzles you when you open your eyelids again. You still feel the weight of Oyuki, coiled against you. Her regular breathing lets you think she has fallen asleep. You let your eyes adjust to the light again, being careful not to move so as not to wake the teenager.
This is where you distinguish something clear, obstructing your field of vision.
A kind of blond curtain that tickles your face at the slightest movement. You look up to see where it's coming from and your heart almost stops.
Two pupils clear as glaciers stare at you upside down.
Seeing you watching it, the blue-eyed creature throws, what you understand to be its hair, back. You turn around to find yourself face to face with a vaguely familiar figure.
She shakes her head to properly tuck her platinum blonde locks, letting you admire her facial features. Unlike the majority of the population, the woman does not have almond eyes, but a line of eyeliner gives them a more elongated look. Her fine features are accentuated by a magnificent pointed nose, giving her a strange divine beauty. Her pale skin gives the impression of not having seen much of the Sun. Her flyaway locks fly around her face, driven by static electricity. When her eyes meet yours again, she gives you a big smile.
You frown in confusion at her contradictory attitude.
One time, she looks at me backwards like a sleep paralysis demon and another, she smiles at me warmly?!
She extends her hand to you with a friendly expression.
"Lizzy."
"What?"
"My name is Lizzy."
You look at her outstretched hand in bewilderment. It's not her presence that bothers you, but more the fact that she was literally watching you sleep.
Undeterred, she reaches her hand out in front of your eyes as if you weren't ignoring her on purpose.
"I am the Jack of Clubs."
You blink several times as if to get rid of a hallucination. You have already met a lot of eccentric people, but this woman seems to have come directly from another planet.
Your eyes land involuntarily on her T-shirt in which she seems to be swimming. Grayish in color and patterned with a band whose name has been damaged by wear, the clothe might as well have come from the trash.
Hesitant, but eager to get rid of the newcomer, you agree to shake her hand.
Her face immediately breaks into a huge smile that would have its place in a nightmare. She grabs the empty chair next to you and pulls it to sit opposite. She leans her face in her hands and her gaze falls on Oyuki.
Unconsciously, you pull the teenager a little closer to remove her from Lizzy's gaze. The woman's blue eyes shine with an unreassuring glare. Halfway between Niragi's murderous madness and Mira's cold anger.
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The Game of Hearts | Mira Kano x fem!reader
Fanfiction"𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠" Y/N L/N has always been too nice for her own good. Of an empathetic nature, she naturally becomes attached to Oyuki Maeda, a te...