anime
Omi
13
Night City never stopped moving, not even for the dead.
Beneath the neon lights, Omi wandered through the rain-soaked streets, her hands buried in her jacket pockets. Her mind remained stuck in the past, replaying the events that had led to D's death.
She felt a bitter mixture of grief, anger, and helplessness. D had been stubborn, reckless, and sometimes impossible to reason with, but he had also been someone she knew and considered a friend. Losing him hurt more than she wanted to admit.
She was angry at him for throwing his life away, yet she couldn't help wondering whether things could have ended differently. The city had already moved on, its inhabitants carrying on with their lives as though nothing had happened.
But Omi couldn't.
With a heavy sigh, she lowered her head and continued walking, desperately trying to distract herself from the memories. Lost in her thoughts, she barely noticed the people passing by, her eyes fixed on the rain-blurred pavement.
She wandered aimlessly through the crowded sidewalk, unaware of the person approaching her from the opposite direction.
Neither of you noticed the other until it was too late.
Omi
