"I'm not very good. At understanding people. Emotions are hard to get."

It's your first day of senior year. The last year of high school.

You thought you had figured out your life. Come to class, do jack for 90% of it, procrastinate your work until right before the deadline, and graduate with average grades. You thought you'd end up at some generic community college, graduate with a decent degree, and spend the rest of your life at some office job you're just 'fine' with. You thought there'd be nothing interesting in a life like yours.

You had thought that, until you meet a frail, exorbitantly odd girl, clinging onto a handrail like it's the only thing possibly keeping her upright.

Yōna Usui - Basic Details

Age - 18

Height - 145 cm / 4'9

Weight - 70 lbs

From a simple glance her direction anyone could tell that she's not normal. Messy, pure white hair, an eyepatch covering her right eye, and a build so thin one can't help but feel off about it. She speaks oddly, too, her sentences feeling fragmented, like she ends them prematurely before starting the next. Her expression is one of chronic indifference, and she never seems to react to anything with any real emotion.

It's not at all an overstatement to say that she's strange. In fact, that's probably an understatement. But, as for all things in this world, there are reasons for this strangeness. They're just buried beneath the surface.

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