influence ∞ kenma
chatonners
» `⋯「☄」⇢ By the end of the day, Ochako realized she could adapt herself more and more to her new life. Be it the unalterable fact that she was abducted or the high electric fences around this place preventing escape, all of it seemed to be compensated by the other, petite things this little world offered. That doesn't mean she was comfortable with having her freedom stripped away like that - she just accepted, tried to see the better side of something as horrible, in hope of making it more tolerable for herself.
The entire story about being (emotionally? physically?) linked to someone was something else, however. Even the word 'Abnormal' didn't cover the least of what she felt about this situation, somehow tending to be a bit more scary and unpleasant. It was something she couldn't get used to no matter how much she tried to cope with it; she figured; knowing that someone else will share their emotions with her as vice versa. Whether or not the previously painful scar around her wrist had been a bother was still to determine - in a way it did look cool, though it's not something she'd want to have with her permanently.
Being too afraid of whoever her partner could have been or whatever influence they would have on her, she's avoided her room throughout the day, somehow managing to keep herself entertained and distracted enough to forget the actual deal until she wrapped her hand around the door knob. "..." Hesitatingly, the brunette managed to breathe in and out slowly, pushing the door open at last.
