Alyia watched the younger version of herself wander through the streets pf the nameless town. She watched as the younger Alyia began to get nervous. She was not used to people at all. It change her from what she usually was like. Watching more and more people grow around her Alyia could remember how it felt. So enclosed and so unforgiving. She wrapped her other arm around her waist as if protecting herself from the feeling. She observed as a person walked up behind the blonde and purposely stepped on her hair. She recognized the backstabbing brunette. A low growl resonated from her throat. She wanted to go back in time right now and rip that girls head off. She had hurt her to beyond repair. Her grip on Yukine's hand tightened as she looked at the picture in front of them. Though her wanting to go and warn the younger Alyia she knew that she couldn't and that this was all in the past and she could not change it.
Final Word Count: 5,242
Final Word Count: 5,242