#anewbloom

she didn’t deserve any. Of this.

Sam couldn’t look at me when he was delivering the eulogy. He didn’t look at anyone.

Nobody knows that the... no. Nobody can know. Nobody.

she didn’t deserve this

...

i hvae to tlel them i have to ttlele them i have to tellthem

BUT NOBODY WILL BELIEVE ME. NOBODY!!!

..

[Timestamp: 4:32PM, 17/6/2026. CCTV FOOTAGE: Ness Anne Park.]

A woman with black hair and a woman with dark red hair sit on a park bench under a large tree, chatting about something. The red-haired woman had a bag of roasted peanuts with her, and the two snacked out of it. Though it seems like Trix, sporting her usual gold hair pins and sitting on the left, was more focused on the talk than the snacks, unlike Myla.

"...And then we spent like, two hours debating on which door to take for this puzzle, but then it turns out they all lead to the same room!" The red-haired woman laughed. "Ahh, I can't wait to continue the game! That cliffhanger was just brutal!"

"Haha, yeah! It sounds great!" Trix chuckled, leaning back on the wooden bench.

"Heh, you should see the art that ███ made! They're just phenomenal, here look!" Myla leaned over to show Trix some pictures on their phone. For a few minutes, the two were gushing over the art. "Oh, and Sam painted the minifigures! He was so helpful with helping █████ and █████ make character sheets, not to mention the snacks..."

"Sounds wonderful. I wish I could be there to see," Trix beamed at Myla, who sighed contentedly.

"Yeah. I bet you'd have a great time." Myla looked up at the tree canopy, leaning back and swinging her legs. "I... I bet ████ would too." Their expression wavered, flickering to melancholy. Sensing this, Trix hugged Myla reassuringly from the side.

"They'll be alright. ████ is strong. They'll make it, I'm sure they will."

Myla sniffled, leaning into the hug. "T-thanks, ████..."

A few minutes passed until Myla felt well enough to pull away from the hug. She grabbed a handful of peanuts and snacked on them in silence until—

"Hey Myla? Do you remember what you said a few months ago? That if I helped you get your job at the office, you'd owe me a favour?"

Myla paused in her snacking, tilting her head at Trix. A breeze picked up, the branches rustling overhead.

"...Yeeeeeah?" Myla slowly drew out the word, waiting for Trix to continue.

"Well... I'd like to claim that favour now, please." Trix smiled, glancing at Myla.

She wants me to give them a tour!! Well, I don't even really know this town that well, so maybe we can explore together, haha!

Oh mygod.

I should just block them. But no, I can't, I have to know what's going on...