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if ever just the same
Diana was five years old when she became self-aware that 1) she was not Diana Sinclair and 2) she was no longer in Japan. Stunned by the unfamiliar setting, Diana stared at her own reflection in frozen shock, only to realize a tad too late that the person she was staring at was not her reflection as they were was no mirror, but rather someone who looked identical to her. (How Diana knew how she looked was beyond her, but somehow she just knew that the person she embodied, this "Diana Sinclair" had washed out grey hair like an old lady and cold, pale silvery eyes. If it weren't for her constant aloof expression, one may consider her pretty instead of dull).
"Wh-wh-what the heck?" Diana whispered, touching her own face as the "reflection" failed to mirror her actions. "Where am I? Who am I?" Her voice were a few decibels too high for a 16 year old teen. In fact, looking down at the size of her body, Diana would guess she's no older than five.
Looking back up at the girl who shared the same features as her, the silverhead shot the stranger a questioning look. "And who are you?" There was not much Diana---or Hinami---could remember. Last she recalled, she had been walking home from school with her best friend Ayaka--or well running--Ayaka had slipped on something as she was running down the stairs and Hinami had reached out in an attempt to grab her. She could not remember anything else aside from falling and then blackness. When she "awoke", Hinami found herself awake here as Diana Sinclair.
Feeling lost and out of place, Diana could not help but tear up in this strange environment. Where was she and where was Ayaka? She prayed and hoped nothing had happened to her dear best friend.
"Wh-wh-what the heck?" Diana whispered, touching her own face as the "reflection" failed to mirror her actions. "Where am I? Who am I?" Her voice were a few decibels too high for a 16 year old teen. In fact, looking down at the size of her body, Diana would guess she's no older than five.
Looking back up at the girl who shared the same features as her, the silverhead shot the stranger a questioning look. "And who are you?" There was not much Diana---or Hinami---could remember. Last she recalled, she had been walking home from school with her best friend Ayaka--or well running--Ayaka had slipped on something as she was running down the stairs and Hinami had reached out in an attempt to grab her. She could not remember anything else aside from falling and then blackness. When she "awoke", Hinami found herself awake here as Diana Sinclair.
Feeling lost and out of place, Diana could not help but tear up in this strange environment. Where was she and where was Ayaka? She prayed and hoped nothing had happened to her dear best friend.
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