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In her dreams, she was young again.

Rima, go play with the other children in the park. Her mother's gentle, soothing voice did not suggest for her to go play with others, she ordered her to. So Rima walked to the park. She sat down on one of the swings, stubbornly refusing to acknowledge the other children who were prancing around having a happy time together. She came and she had nothing to do. Stupid mommy. She kicked the woodchips surrounding her. Stupid wood, stupid mommy, stupid wood. She was all alone, as usual. Her parents, who showered her with unconditional love when she was a toddler, had now slowly disappeared, burrowing themselves in their "important" work. No one played with her anymore. No one wanted to play with her anymore. She was regarded as the spoiled daughter of the Touyas, who rudely ignored everyone and a child who wasn't important. A wallflower. A nobody. She kicked the harder, sending the wood sprawling across the tiny ledge and onto the cement.

"Um, can you not kick so hard? I'm trying to read." a boy about the same age as her glanced up from his book. He had been sitting on the tiny ledge, not far from where the wood had reached. Rima felt suddenly guilty.

"Sorry," she stopped kicking. The boy returned to his book but Rima continued to study his face, every part of him. There was something inside that drew her to him and she wasn't sure if it was his cute looks. No, there was something deeper, a connection, a bond that Rima did not understand at all.

"Senri!" a tinkling voice called in her direction, she watched as the boy hurriedly close his book and ran to the young woman. His mom, Rima determined. She saw Senri hug his mom adoringly and noticed the look of pure affection his mom showed in return. She swallowed a lump in her throat, she had longed for such affection, such love for a long time and refused to show that she wanted it. Until now. Tears threatened to spill over and she would have straight out bawled if Senri and his mom wasn't in front of her.

"Bye!"The young vampire looked up to see Senri wave to her, yet no words left his lips. Almost instantly her tears evaporated and she realised that they both were the same. Vampires. But also the rare 2 that had the exact same mind frequency. Sort of like the exact channel playing on the radio. She heard him speak in her head.

They were the one and the same. Destined to be best friends for eternity.

From then on, everyday Shiki (he hated the name Senri) and Rima came to the playground to play together. They played every game imaginable together: Cops and Robbers, Tag, Hide and Seek (but they always seemed to locate each other waaayyy to easily) and their favourite game of all... Spy. They seemed to be in a different world from the rest of the children on the playground but they were always insepearably together in all their worlds. Even as they became older they outgrew the childish games but still met each other underneath the biggest oak tree in the park to hang out and do their homework.

One particular day, when Rima was fourteen, she was late in meeting Shiki at their oak tree. She ran while sending a telepathic message to Shiki, complaining about getting out late from school due to her psychopath teacher and raging menopaustic hormones. When she arrived, no one was under the tree. She waited until sunset under that oak tree, worridedly messaging her best friend. At last she trudged home where she was ambushed by her mother and a letter. It was from Shiki saying that he and his family (which only consisted of him and his mom) was moving. He spoke bravely of finding his father, someone he longed to find since enfanthood. He would miss her a lot... but to Rima it didn't matter anymore.

He, her bestest friend had left her. Left her alone only with a single physical memory. A golden key necklace, secured around her neck, forever locking in their memories.

After that day, Rima kept going back to the oak tree after school. She waited for his return everyday and when he never showed up, she left with crystal tears flowing freely down her face. She kept going back and going back. Eventually she stopped visiting their tree, but she never gave up hope that they would meet again. The Fates were cruel for they pushed them apart, she never had a chance to tell him how their friendship had morphed into love, never had a chance to hold on.

She became an agent, inspired by their childhood game of Spy. Somehow she knew they would meet again.

But she didn't expect that when they did, one would have the gun pointed at the other.

Lol! that took like a looonnngggg time. Athena is playing! i gotta go watch it! busy first term so ill try to update as much as possible during winter break lah!

xoxo, Hani