☭ | Not Accepting

  Regarding the purple-haired woman beside her in silence, Sorano couldn’t help but agree. She had earned her title as an outcast, and wore the label as a badge of honor. She didn’t need anyone, and she never would. 

   Her loneliness was covered by independence, and filled with self-sufficiency.  No matter what the situation, she knew that she would only have herself to rely on. It was the way of the world, and something she had more than accepted. 

 Even so, with her reaffirming thoughts, Sorano still felt a tinge of connection with the words spoken.