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I stood infront of my aunt house, knocking the door twice. Why am i here? Well thats a long story. Why dont we start from the beggining of this messy situation.

-Flash back to two years ago-

"Akari Ayato! Get your butt upstairs right now!" i heard my mum yell from my room.

'oh no..did she...?' i thought as i shot up from my seat on the couch and dashed up the steps.

I enetered my room and i saw my mum holding a peice of paper, my art work to be exact. She looked up at me with an angry gaze.

"what the hell is this?!" she yelled at the top of her lungs. I scratched the back of my neck as i let out an awkward chuckle.

"um its.. Art?" i replied, slightly unsure if my answer was to her satisfaction and clearly written on her expression, it was not.

"Oh so you call drawing sex images art? This is so disgusting!" she yelled as she turned the paper so i could see clearly what i had created.

"i wouldnt really call it a sex image, theres only one person." i retorted causing my mum to get even more furious with me. She held the top of the paper with both hands, threatening to rip it up.

I lifted my hands up in a surrender position "mum, think about what youre doing! That took me 3 hours to draw and paint." i tried to reason with the time spent on the artwork but it didnt seem to persuade her to stop. It only seemed to motivate her more to rip up the paper, and thats exactly what she did.

I let out a hurt whimper as she dropped the papers to the ground. I dropped to my knees and picked them up. "i hope you learn from this and stop drawing these nasty things." after that she left the room with me staring, horried at the peices of paper which used to be an amazing peice of art.

Ofcourse that didnt stop me from painting. I just did it in secret from then on.

Well that is until she yelled out my name with the same kind of hated two years later.

I assume she was snooping around my room for something and found the papers tucked away at the back of my drawer because when i got home from school that day she seemed furious with me.

"what did i tell you before? Didnt i say not to draw these nasty things?!" she raised her voice with fire in her eyes.

İ tried to speak up, but she cut me off, "get out of my sight! Dont come downstairs until your father arrives home." she ordered as she pointed up the steps.

When my dad did finally arrive from work, she told him everything and they both decided to send me to live with my aunt in Tokyo and i wouldnt be able to return back home until i stop this hobbie.

Long story short, i wont be moving back with my parents.

After a two days of packing up my things they sent me out to Tokyo and now here i am, waiting for my aunt to open the warmth of her house for me.

I was about to knock again but before i could grab ahold of the knocking handle, the door swung open and immediently i was engulfed in a bone-crushing hug by my oh-so beloved aunt.

"Akari! My favourite neice!" She said hugging me even tighter, if that was possible.

I tried to struggle out of her grasp but this women was like the female hulk. "if- you could...let me breathe.. That would be appreciated!" i struggled to say.

She let go and apologized while dusting off non-existent dust from my shoulder. She stepped aside for me to enter and i did. She took my suitcase from my hand and ascended up the steps.

Following after her, i realized how big her house was. "Hey aunt Yuki you live by yourself, dont you?" i asked as we entered a room, assuming its my new bedroom. She nodded her head as she set down my suitcase on the bed.

"then why is your house so big?" i questioned once again. She turned to me with a sly look.

"Oh you know... I have company once in a while." she chuckled and exited the room.

"ew.. That still doesnt explain the big house..."

I unzipped my suit case and began to unpack my clothes and decorations.

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After a while i was done unpacking. I flopped down on my bed, exhausted from non-stop unpacking. I closed my eyes for a second and felt a slight sting, i didnt really get a good nights rest for the past two days from the stress my parents had given me.

I heard the door open and footsteps approach me but i didnt bother to open my eyes. I heard my aunt sigh pitifully "You poor girl. If i ever see my stupid sister again ill have to slap her real good." she muttered. I felt her lean down and kiss my forehead. "rest well" she said then i heard the door click shut.

I slowly opened my eyes but didnt move a single muscle. I didnt even notice the tears falling from my eyes. I sat up and rubbed my eyes to rid of the tears. Getting comfortable on my bed, i tried to fall asleep.

Not sooner or later i fell asleep.

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