Between Us Manga Novels & Stories

Just a crumpled napkin left behind like some kind of signature. I exhaled slowly and started toward my car. Why hadn’t I said hi? Would it have been weird? Or would he have wanted me to? I wasn’t sure anymore. I wasn’t even sure what we were to each other. Not friends. Not exactly enemies. Something else. Something in between. Entangled. That was the word. Like wires twisted together. A connection that shouldn’t exist but somehow did. And now Malik had seen it—well, part of it. And his warning was just the echo of what I already knew.

Bisola, sitting by her neatly arranged corner of the room, sipped from her coffee mug and said with a small smile, “You’ll get used to it. They argue every day, but five minutes later they’re sharing biscuits. “That’s true,” Bisola said. “Fighting and food — their love language.” Felicity smiled. The room felt alive in a way she hadn’t expected. And oddly enough she didn’t seem to mind it. After classes had ended for the day, they all ended up sprawled across their bunks, Mope lay face down on her bed, groaning dramatically. “If I ever see that lecturer again, I’ll scream.” “You said that yesterday,”” Bisola said, tossing her a pillow.

“No. Actually... I thought you were brave as hell for showing up.” I didn’t know what to say to that. Nobody had ever called me brave before. Pathetic, fat, weird? Sure. But brave? I lowered my arms slightly. “You don’t even know me.” “Maybe not. But I was curious.” I narrowed my eyes. “Why?” He offered a half-shrug, like even he wasn’t sure. “You read something once. In AP Lit. Junior year. Poem about the moon. It stuck.” My brain glitched. “You remember that?”

It was never boring to say the least. During our brief pause we shared a quiet moment—no words, just an unspoken understanding. We had always communicated well, but over time, it had become something deeper. Now, we didn’t need to speak to know we were all feeling the same thing. We steadied our heart rates and we were ready to head back. This time I paced them a bit longer but, of course, I had to show off. Around mile 10, I tapped into my second wind and again - dusted them.

Peaceful silence enveloped us. "Hey, Scar?" She whispered after a while. "Yes, Megan?" I smiled. "We'll always be sisters right? We'll always have each other's backs?" Her voice was fading, like she was drifting off to sleep. "Yes we will. Always." I whispered as my eyes closed. The world finally faded into blackness.

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"I'm still mad so I told them to get lost." Seeing how he pouted his lips while crossing his arms reminded of my old days with Mingyu. He has the exact expression like Mingyu whenever we squabbled over useless things. For example, in anime "Fushigiyugi", Mingyu and I quarreled who deserves to date Tamahome between Miyaka and Julie. I choose Julie because Miyaka flirts with other men around her. 'I mean, if you love someone, then don't give false hope to the other guy! I swear I will never kiss anyone besides Seung...'

Usa said while holding his head with a painful expression. Monica closed his book and looked at Tagami and Usa, his relationship with everyone in the class was quite normal, he wasn't that distant, nor he was that close, but when he saw both Tagami and Usa in his class, he knew very well that both of them were coming from the same story as Shiro-san, Mayumi, Sayaka, and Shiro-san. It was also the reason why he didn't mind having a closer relationship with both of them.

- Miyuki replied, smiling slightly. - I think you can really do it.- Yumiko admitted nodding her head slightly.- You know, you've changed a lot since you met Aoi and Kai. You are not afraid of the dark anymore, you have discovered your power and you're much more confident, that's why I am not so worried about you.- she continued, lightly stroking the hand of her friend which was lying on the table top.- Of course, I am very sad that we will have to part, not only after graduation, with the possibility of meeting later, but probably forever...- she broke off, apparently trying to hold back her tears.- But seeing who you are, I understand that we have to do it. After all, I have said many time

“I wonder if we will ever have a normal conversation?” “Well it isn’t exactly a great one to have, but now that we are clear on some basics like neither of us would eat another human, we are further than a lot of other couples,” Mitsuhide said as he shrugged. “Yes because this is entirely normal. It is something like, honey I think my father ate a human brain while we lived with a cult, and then you. Okay well, as long as you didn’t, we’re good,” she replied, shaking her head.