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(~Yukako's POV~)

Mitsuko and I haven't been hanging out. We used to hang out after school almost every day. You could say we were childhood friends her and I. Then that incident with her sister came.... And then when she got an ability like me. It hasn't been the same since. Speaking of her, she has been hanging out with those guys not to long ago as well. I always feel bad because I never did anything to change our friendship. All we ever do now is wave by each other in the hallways.

I was walking just casually on the sidewalk as usual. I didn't know where I was going, just walking aimlessly to who knows where. That's when I see them. Its Koichi! And Mitsuko! They were having a conversation with Josuke and Okuyasu.
"So, I finally went back to Angelo's rock and guess what?" Josuke chatted along side them. Koichi finished his sentence. "Tourists were snapping pictures everywhere!" He laughed. "Wow, who knew that freak show would be a draw?" I remember Mitsuko talking about that story to me. Either way I shuffle away, embarrassed. Koichi looked back at my direction.

"Hm? Is there something wrong, Koichi?" Mitsuko asks him. I hear them from a distance. 'As long as I can hold Koichi in my heart, I have all I need. That's what I used to think, before the pain became too great... if only he'd look at me, even a glimpse.' I thought to myself before a car raced past me to hide my grief. I lower my head in shame. 'I'm at a complete and utter loss...'

I kept walking with my head lowered. It felt agonizing dealing with this pain and torment. On the contrary, I see this sign to a beauty salon. It caught my eye, and my interest. It read: 'OUR MAKEOVER WILL HELP YOU FIND TRUE LOVE' the store's name was Cinderella.

"Cinderella?" I questioned out loud. It just seemed to be one of those stores who falsely claim at impossible stuff. That was until I see this woman come dashing out. She was crying tears of joy.

"It's finally happened! I cant believe that catch of a man actually proposed to me! Thank you, Dr. Aya! Thank you so much!" She then just ran down the street, screaming. What in the world? The lady I presumed to be Dr. Aya came out. She sighed at the lady's glee. "I suppose a woman's youth is better spent a cheerful troll than a doleful beauty..." She mumbled to herself. I guess she finally noticed a customer and opened the entrance to her shop. "Come in. our makeover will help you find true love. That sign speaks the truth. If you're so inclined..."

I would have to admit it, I was a little bit wary of this place. But if that girl came out screaming and crying? Maybe this is the real deal after all. I reluctantly step forward to her shop.

Inside was very pleasant I might add. The lady introduced me to it. "I invite you to Beauty Institute Cinderella. Please, come in." She begged my once more. I didn't catch a good look at her. Now would be a time to do so. She then introduced herself. "My name is Aya Tsuji. Sigh.... Principal owner and aesthetician."

I look over to my left of her. There was a wardrobe of tool like of a surgeon. "Please don't be put off by my mildly hypotensive cadence. Sigh... I'm actually very passionate about my work. Sigh...." I notice that she sighs a lot. Well, nothing to do about it. She walks up towards me. Her hands caress my face. My eyes widened for a split second.

"You... are quite lovely. Sigh...." She gets even closer to my face to admire my features. I make no reaction to this. Only when the time is right. "To think such a striking beauty was hiding right here in Morioh..." Her voice trails off for an awkward moment. I stare dead pan ahead. She continues her sentence. "Now, if I may ask you to please have a seat." She leads to a hot pink swivel chair. In front of it was a stand full of beauty products. And a computer?

There was also a waver. "Please fill out the form with your name and address." Her hands hold my shoulders. She's expecting me to do this. "I haven't exactly decided to go through with this." I told her. I was about to stand up when she brought a camera on my face. She started to judge me and how I looked.