A hopeless romantic

[3rd POV]

(Mitsuri)

Mitsuri was a hopeless romantic all her life.

She dreamed of love, she hoped for love and so she had a great expectation for love and how it would feel like.

So would you believe me if I said it was better than she ever expected?

Because it was.

To love someone romantically was vastly different and exactly how she imagined it would be.

Love was not butterflies in her stomach, it was her stomach doing summersaults.

Love was not being flawless to earn it, it was being loved despite the flaws.

Love was not about looking perfect, it was the perfect way she was seen.

Love was not about who is stronger, it's the safety she found in his arms.

It was not a soft caress like she hoped but a violent pull, one that left her breathless but alive despite the lack of air.

Love was...beautiful. More than she'd ever hoped it would be.

A month ago, she wouldn't believe it. She wouldn't believe that she would be so fulfilled, she wouldn't believe how perfect she felt now even when she was far from it.

She tried to be like other girls. She tried to fit in. She was dyeing her hair black and ate less to become weaker and appear more elegant. She was trying to hide all the aspects he loved about her.

Such a silly thing.

He liked her. No like he really really likes her. Not the horrible disguise that she was putting on, just her.

And that was more liberating than she could put into words.

It was different from her family's love. Her father and mother loved her as a daughter, her siblings loved her as a sister. Even if someone else had taken her place, and another was born instead of her, they would still love that person the same because she would still be their daughter and sister.

But his love was different.

He loved her because she was herself.

Knowing that, she felt enough. Knowing that, she realised she didn't need to fit in.

Who cares about other people? Who cares about other men? Only he was everything and more.

This mindset was quite different from her canon counterpart where she was comfortable with her own skin and found a place in the demon slayer corps. But the outcome was the same - her being true to herself - so Seiji did not even notice.

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"Or does he even love me back?" her legs which had been kicking came to a stop and her jolly mood suddenly shattered like glass with that single question.

She had the habit of getting ahead of herself and living in her own delusions. So, did Seiji love her back or not?

"At least, he must love me a little right?" she said while looking up at the ceiling as she lay on her bed (futon).

It had been a month and he had not rejected her yet. He had also invited her more frequently to dates and from what he said, he was happy with the engagement.

That should imply that he definitely loves her back, right? At least he must love her a little.

She was delusional sometimes but she was not so out of touch with reality that she would expect him to love her as much as she did or as quickly as she did.

Because as it was already said, Mitsuri was a hopeless romantic all her life. Falling for him was about the easiest thing she'd ever done - as if she was born to do so.

But she hoped he loved her back even just a little, Like how he loves a puppy, or is that too much because he really loves puppies - she noticed.

"I don't know! I don't know!" she said, rolling around the bed, the emotions in her heart demanded action.

She looked like she'd gone mad. But I guess that's what happens when a girl experiences her first love. It was like the first seed on a fertile, virgin soil.

Right then, Mitsuri heard something knock at her door. She was surprised at first, and a little scared. But when she heard repeated knocking/pecking sounds, she left her bed and slid open the door.

"Eh, Raven?" she was surprised to see the black sparrow in the middle of the night.

The bird gave her a dead stare as if it was not too amused at her existence. Mitsuri felt like she had wronged the bird somehow by her mere presence in this world.

Then she noticed the letter the bird had on her feet. She beamed a smile, it was probably Seiji. There was a lack of communication in this world so he would often send Raven to give letters.

Usually, the letter would contain the time and place where they would meet for a date so Mitsuri took the letter and eagerly opened it.

She was not disappointed as she saw a time and place for a meeting tomorrow.

"Tomorrow, but we had a date today?" she said in surprise before a wide smile took over her face.

They only went on dates for two to three times a week. This was the first time they would meet two days in a row.

Did he really miss her that much already? Did he want to see her again so soon? Such thoughts swirled in her mind.

The bird's eyes got more dead when it saw Mitsuri's smile. She turned around and quickly flew away from the happy girl.

"Oh~ he really loves me." she said and held the letter near her heart.

Now she had to sleep quickly so that tomorrow could come sooner.

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(The next day)

"I have to leave."

"eh?'

"I know this is sudden but there is no better way to say it."

'Chotto fucking matte, please!!

"I'll miss you."

Miss her? She'll probably die.

"I plan on leaving today so this will probably be the last time we see each other for a while."

"EHHHHHH!!!"

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Author : This is a small chap but update will be coming up again soon. Stay tuned.

Really hard to write female characters so this take the same effort as other chapters.

You know writing action is way easier.

I miss my 'ALWTA' days.

I was absolutely unhinged back then, only knowing how to write yandere. LOL