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“Whoa, I see what you mean. That’s kinda freaky.”
Shoko.
She turned, grateful to hear her friend’s familiar voice, but stopped herself before she could rush into her arms like she usually did.
Because standing in the doorway next to the girl who ran off earlier was Shoko. It couldn’t have been anyone else but Shoko. But Shoko was all wrong.
Whatever hopes Utahime had of being pranked were dashed. Shoko wasn’t as she left her three days ago. No one’s hair grew that much in three days. She was taller, obviously older, a deepset weariness in her eyes.
And her own reflection sealed the deal. She turned her head to look in the mirror once again. Ignoring the scar — which was impossible, seeing as how it took up half her face — even she was different. Her hair was longer, her bangs grown out, her brows fuller, her cheeks and chin sharper. It wasn’t just Shoko. She was older too.
Which meant she was dealing with one of three things:
1) She had a run-in with a curse, and it caused her to hallucinate pretty heavily.
2) She had a run-in with a curse, and it sent her to an alternate reality.
3) She had a run-in with a curse, and it catapulted her several years into the future.