Yaya: The angel wasn’t mine.
It's been over a week since Hikari and I made up. Maybe I should say that it’s been over a week since she had forgiven me. It was ok at first… but after a few days, I just felt like skipping classes and choir practice. I wasn't in the mood to be there. I still felt very guilty about what I've done to Hikari. She’s has never brought it up, but I know things have changed since then…
And something else happened…
Have I been avoiding her? ...
Yeah... I guess have. It’s almost a miracle that I have managed to avoid her for this long, seeing that we live in the same room.
It’s just that seeing her… is more than enough to make my heart race painfully. Ever since I heard her confess her feelings to Amane-san that night, even though she said it in her sleep… even though she didn’t know that she said it… It was painful to hear.
So painful that... I haven’t spoken to her in days, in fact… I haven’t spoken in days. If someone talked to me, I more or less ignored them. When ordering food, I just pointed. I haven’t attended class so that I don’t have to see Hikari.
No talking… No singing… No humming… Nothing… until I realized… I couldn’t… for some odd reason… I’ve lost my voice.
I decided to see the nurse about it during class hours, since I was skipping class already. She tells me that she found nothing wrong with my vocal cords; it didn’t look swollen or wounded. Hearing that just made me feel bad… or maybe I should say worse. What if it’s a new disease or something? Is my luck really that bad now? She then told me that she would try to get a hold of a good doctor in the city for me.
I had to use a piece of paper and pen to ask the nurse not to tell anyone else about it. I didn't want them to worry, especially Hikari. She agreed to keep it confidential, and that she will only discuss it with the doctor hopefully to cure whatever it is that I have. But then she suggested that I would need to tell the teachers and everyone else something more or less believable.
She looked at me for a bit before telling me that she would write a letter for me, at least something to show everyone to explain why I couldn’t speak. I found myself smiling at her kind offer and nodded. She then said that I could pick up tomorrow. I thanked her the best way I could before I left the school’s infirmary.
I then headed to the school's shop to pick up a new notebook, I would need it for a while and it seemed the logical thing to do. I can’t avoid communication forever just because I don’t have my voice. Looking back a few years… I regret not learning sign language when I had the chance. But then again, there probably aren’t many here that do know how. I then headed back to the dorm room that Hikari and I shared. Classes were still on, so it was no surprise that the room was empty. I decided to take that chance to take a shower.
As the lukewarm water pelted on my body, I could feel goose-bumps rising as the water hit my skin. My long black hair began to stick to me, and ended up slightly tangled when I tried to brush it with my fingers. I began singing... but then no sound came out. I released a quiet sigh, in disappointment. I must have been there for a while; the water was beginning to feel cold on my skin. I then heard a very familiar soft yet high pitched voice along with a loud knock on the bathroom door.
"Yaya-chan! Are you okay?" her voice slowly got louder after each call and she seemed really worried. And why wouldn’t she be? I have been avoiding her for days. It won’t be easy, but I got to brave it no matter how painful it is to look at her… I’m still her friend and I shouldn’t make her worry about me. I had better get out and explain to her... more or less what had happened to me.
I turned off the shower, causing the knocking to stop. But since I wasn't answering or should I say couldn't answer she still called out my name... with the same worried tone. I hurried to get out so I barely managed to dry myself and wore a bathrobe, then placed the towel around my hair. I grabbed hold of the door knob, took a deep breath and told myself. ‘I can do this!’
I exited the bathroom, with the best smile I could fake and waved my hand at her slightly. I was greeted at the sight of my roommate, her long blond hair slightly wet of what I would guess to be her sweat. Soft blue eyes, gazed at me with a worried glow.
My heart ached just looking at her, I felt like crying but…
"Yaya-chan? Are you okay? Are you still mad?" She bombarded me with questions I could not answer immediately. I felt flustered and a bit confused. Here I am, facing the one person I had worked so hard to avoid for days… wow…I feel really bad.
She asked question after question not bothering to wait for an answer. I had to place my fingers on her lips to keep her quiet for a moment, which caused her to blush a bit and move away… I guess things really have changed. Sure she did that before too… only she didn’t have that scared look in her eyes before.
I moved to my table, where I had place the new notebook I had bought earlier. I wrote 'Welcome back Hikari-chan! How was your day?' on a page, showed it to her and forced myself to smile.
She read what I wrote and looked quite irritated. "Yaya-chan! What’s wrong?! Why have you been skipping class and practice?" I could see tears beginning to form in her eyes. "Why have you been avoiding me? You sleep early, you eat early, you skipped class and choir!" She looked angry, but cute and... Strong.
"Why aren't you saying anything?!" She yelled… angrily… a first… and it’s my fault.
I could only look at her, saddened, hurt and maybe even scared... and I couldn't explain myself very well, even more so not in this state. But I had to be strong, I can’t breakdown. I fought myself to hold back my tears… for Hikari. I opened my mouth, but nothing formed. I could only hold my throat gently and look at her with my slightly watery eyes, hoping she would understand.
She stared at me for a moment; her eyes sad, angry, nervous and ready to leak out tears. I could then see her eyes gaze down at my mouth, then to my hand over my throat. Her eyes widened with worry and apology. "Yaya-chan?!" She cried out worriedly.
I wrote on the notebook again. 'I'm sorry I worried you, Hikari. I seem to have lost my voice. Ha Ha' I smiled and acted like I was laughing but the tears I was fighting to hold back were already falling from my eyes, I know I might have sounded and looked stupid right now… but I didn't want Hikari to worry too much about me. It’s supposed to be the other way around.
She began shaking; her eyes fell to the floor... I could see her tears falling, flowing more than mine. I then thought of placing a hand on her shoulder to try to comfort her… but stopped myself… I don’t have the right to hold her. But to my surprise Hikari suddenly jumped at me, locking me into a tight embrace, I lost balance and we fell onto my bed. To my disappointment nothing came out when tried to I cry out in surprise. Hikari began crying on my chest, clutching the back of my bathrobe tightly. I felt so helpless... I couldn’t even return the hug she was giving me… no matter how much I wanted to… Instead my hands rested lightly on her shoulders, where they coincidentally fell when we landed on my bed. It took a lot of effort to take my hands off her, and wipe my eyes of the sight blurring tears.
In between the crying she began to apologize. "I'm sorry Yaya-chan. I thought you were upset with me." she looked up to my face, eyes still in tears. I picked up the notebook which had fallen nearly beside my head. I wrote: 'It's alright Hikari. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I just actually found out myself.' and showed it to her. That sentence felt like such a big lie, literally its true… but that wasn’t why I was avoiding her.
She gave me a soft yet sad smile before she rolled to my side ending the hug, I felt disappointed and relieved at the same time… of course I didn't let it show. "So... what happened to your voice?" she asked as she sat up and dried her tears with the sleeves of her uniform slowly recomposing herself. I then wrote about going to the nurse and a lie about having some problem with my throat that they don’t have a medication for yet, and that it might be a while before I can get my voice back. "That's sounds awful..." I could see tears daring to fall from her eyes again. I slipped up more or less… it wasn’t the truth… but it was close.
'I'll just have to find something else I'm good at! Right?' meaning it about the choir that I cannot be a part of at my state. I forced a smile… I loved singing… I loved singing with Hikari… but now I can’t, for other reasons besides not having my voice. I could see her look down at the floor again. I have to say something to change the atmosphere. I scribbled 'For now we'll just have to learn hand signals or else I'll be wasting too much paper! HAHA' I tried to write it as humorous as possible, I just can't stand seeing her sad.
She could only give me a weak smile and a nod. I patted her hand lightly, almost as if to tell her that ‘things would work out somehow’. I stood up, deciding to finish getting dry and changing, I was getting cold. I could feel Hikari watching me, not that I minded. I turned to her; she seemed lost in thought for a while... She was still looking at me even after had finished changing. I scribbled down 'Did you enjoy my strip show?' on the note book and showed it to her with a grin on my face. It was an instinctual prank one of many I had played on her to show her cute side. ... Instinct... I have to learn to control that more.
She instantly blushed, very cutely might I add. "YAYA-CHAN!" she pouted, again I must say cutely. "Stop teasing me!" She seemed lightly annoyed. I scribbled down an apology and an excuse about lighting up the mood. She seemed to have bought it for now. I laughed inside… relieved that somehow I can probably keep on living with her without exposing myself. Though the thought of asking for a room change did cross my mind… but that would be equivalent to ending our friendship. And I didn’t want that.
"We should tell the teachers about it." She stood up and was ready to pull me out of the room. I wrote something about the nurse preparing a note for me to show the teachers tomorrow. She read it and nodded. She sat on my bed and played with her legs. I sat down as well and just looked around the room. It's so boring not to be able to say anything not to mention awkward. And my not being able to speak seems to make Hikari rather nervous around me. But then again I can think of a lot of reasons why she would be.
Minutes passed and my eyes just happened to wander around the room. I then saw the time and remembered that it was about time for Amane-san's riding practice. I know she's a diligent watcher of her horse-riding, because of her feelings for Amane-san. Or maybe she was really just watching Amane-san. It pained me to even think of telling her about it... But it was also painful seeing her.
I looked at her... and decided: It was what's best for her. I patted her shoulder and pointed at the clock; she remembered and almost ran out of the room instantly yelling "Ah! Amane-sempai!” But as she opened the door, she stopped for a moment and asked "Will you be okay?" she looked at me quite worried again. I wonder if I will regret this… I nodded and smiled, motioning my hand playfully as if to shoo a little bird. She then smiled, said “I’ll see you later then.” and left, closing the door behind her.
I released a deep silent sigh and dropped on to the bed. Tears came streaming from my eyes which I immediately wiped away and tried to hold the rest back, in case Hikari decided to come and stay with me. Minutes passed and so did my wishful thinking. I decided to go to out; maybe visit the library for a while hoping for something to occupy my time, or maybe just have early dinner and go to bed.
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Hikari: Keeping our bonds.
I had been running all over today, Yaya-chan wasn’t anywhere I thought she’d be. I had checked the library, the fountain, the church, the church’s garden… I hope nothing has happened to her. I was forced to give up for today… I decided to head back to our room and freshen up.
I was surprised to hear the shower running. Yaya-chan is here. I quickly ran to shower door, jiggled the doorknob to open it but it was locked. We don’t usually do that. I then knocked and called out to her. “Yaya-chan! Yaya-chan!” seconds later, I hear the water stopping but she didn’t answer my call. I could feel my heart skipping beats, but pumping rather hardly. “Yaya-chan!”
She opened the door, revealing herself wearing her white bathrobe and kept her wet black hair wrapped with a towel. She just smiled at me while her amber eyes looked like they were shaking almost fearful, but it barely registered in my mind. "Yaya-chan? Are you okay? Are you still mad?" I asked her question after question, panic and worry had gotten the best of me... I didn’t even wait try to wait for her to answer. She looked panicked for a moment, but then she placed a finger on my lips. I instantly blushed, stopped talking and took a step back.
She just looked at me, sadly, before moving to her desk and picking up a notebook. She wrote something, showed it to me and smiled. It said: 'Welcome back Hikari-chan! How was your day?' I felt angry, I didn’t really understand why? Was she still so upset that she’s not talking to me anymore? I thought we were through with that…
"Yaya-chan! What’s wrong?! Why have you been skipping class and practice?" My vision was getting blurry as I fought back the tears. "Why have you been avoiding me? You sleep early, you eat early, you skipped class and choir!" I gave her a moment to answer, but she just looked at me… It made me angry.
"Why aren't you saying anything?!" I yelled... I fought the urge to clear my throat. I just stared at her, mixed feelings rushing in me. I stared at her, waiting for her to say something. I saw her moving her lips, but I heard nothing. Her hand moved up to touch her lips and then her neck. Her eyes never once left its lock from mine. I slowly glanced down to her neck, trying to make sense of it. Then it hit me… the writing, the silent treatment… she’s.
“Yaya-chan?!” I cried out worriedly hoping it was one of her jokes, a cruel joke that I’ll forgive if she stopped now. But sadly she just wrote on her notebook again. 'I'm sorry I worried you, Hikari. I seem to have lost my voice. Ha Ha' she acted like she was laughing, but I could see the tears that began flowing from her eyes almost as fast as mine. I looked down… trying to absorb everything. My tears began to wet the floor.
Without really thinking, leaped at her and held onto her tight. We fell on her bed and I just cried on her chest. I didn’t know how long I cried. I was feeling guilty, for lashing out at her like I did. I made Yaya-chan cry.
Yaya-chan didn’t hug me like she usually does, she just lightly held my shoulders… I must have hurt her too. Feeling her hands move, I slowly looked up a little to see that she was wiping her tears. “I’m sorry Yaya-chan. I thought you were still upset with me.”
She just looked at me and wrote something again. It's alright Hikari. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I just actually found out myself.' I couldn’t help but smile, when she forgave me and apologized as well. I rolled off her, and tried to dry my tears. I felt relieved somehow, that we somehow resolved that issue without it getting any worse. “So… what happened to your voice?” I asked. She answered it in writing; telling me that she had seen the nurse about it, that so far she couldn’t medicate her yet and that it might be a while for her voice to return. “That sounds awful…” was all I could say. She just smiled and wrote that she’ll just have to live with it for a while, do something else she was good at and maybe even learn sign language so as not to waste too much paper… That’s Yaya-chan alright. I could only give her a weak smile.
She then stood and dried off. I just watched her as she took her robe off and change into something homey casual. I didn’t really intend to stare. I was lost in thought, I was admiring how strong Yaya-chan is. She was dealing with her problems alone. I couldn’t possibly do that in my case. I would probably be crying for weeks if I lost my voice… but I know Yaya-chan would be there.
Out of nowhere, Yaya-chan places the note book in front of my eyes. Written down was something that made me blush like mad. ‘Did you enjoy my strip show?’ I read and looked at her, with a wide grin on her face. “YAYA-CHAN!” I couldn’t help but yell at her. “Stop teasing me!” Yaya-chan quickly apologized, saying that she was just trying to lighten us both up. So I dropped it, and forgave her like I always do.
I then realized that we should tell the teachers about it. I told her that and was ready to pull her out of the door with me. But she stopped me, telling me that the nurse was writing her a letter for that tomorrow. I guess she really had thought this out.
We just sat on her bed for a while. If we wanted to talk about something, there was a barrier for her to do so right now.
I’m still at shock about Yaya-chan loosing her voice. She was the Choir’s Ace, everyone loved her singing. She must have been so depressed loosing it.
‘I’m sorry I didn’t notice Yaya-chan…’
I wallowed in pity and self annoyance in not being able to do something for Yaya-chan after all she’s done for me since the day we meet. She’s kept me company, cheered me up, got me into the choir, sang songs with me, and protected me, and even helped me with Amane-sempai.
We had our differences every now and again, mostly small things, and Yaya-chan always found a way to make things right…
Almost… but it was only that one time… I recalled that night, I was happy to be home.
To thank Yaya-chan for helping me so much that day, I was going to give her a Sakura colored sea shell. But then Yaya-chan acted differently then… stole my first kiss and started touching me in weird places. I remembered pushing her hard and crying, even when she finally realized what she had done I was still too shocked to forgive her. But we got thru that. And now that Yaya-chan lost her voice and I thought that she was still beating herself up for that.
I was so lost in thought that I didn’t notice the time. I was surprised to feel Yaya-chan tapping my shoulder and motioning for me to look at the clock. It was 4:15. “Amane-sempai!!” I yelled and almost bolted out of the room. But something stopped me… I had just found Yaya-chan… I found out that she’s suffering… I shouldn’t be leaving her alone right now!.. But I really want to see Amane-sempai. I turned to her, half worried about her and half pleading that she’ll make me go. “Will you be ok?” I asked.
She only paused for a second, smiled and waved her hand at me playfully motioning for me to go already. I smiled thanking her for making that decision for me. Yaya-chan is so strong, I wish I could be more like her. I can’t even imagine what my life would have been here if I had not met her that day.
“I’ll see you later then.” Without a second thought and with a warming heart. I raced out of the dorm room quickly closing the door behind me.
I don’t usually run in the halls, it’s unladylike and I know it’s not allowed but I had to hurry. Fortunately enough I did not get caught by the sister in charge nor did I run in to anyone and cause them trouble. I quickly headed for the field where Amane-sempai practices her riding.
I had arrived to see that she was still practicing. For a moment there I thought I was going to be too late. As I was catching my breath I noticed that she was looking at me. I could feel my cheeks instantly burn up, I know that they were already red from all the running I had done this afternoon. I smiled and gave her a soft wave. She smiled and nodded in acknowledgement. I felt slightly disappointed that she didn’t wave back, but then that would probably cause the other girls to squeal louder, so it was ok. I watched her road … her beautiful crimson eyes concentrated on the horse would travel, her short blue hair waving with the wind. The determined look on her face and the slight blush she held, which reminded me of the time she said she was embarrassed to be watched by so many that she had a hard time practicing.
The remainder of her practice lasted for about half an hour, before she headed to the stables with her horse. The rest her fans began returning to the dorm or began heading to their homes. I had stayed there, sitting under the tree where we first talked. I remember that day so clearly…
I was disheartened… after the screw up I had caused during the congratulations ceremony for Amane-sempai. I was so nervous that I had sung ahead of everyone… even before the song began. I was so embarrassed and I felt like quitting the Saintly Chorus, our choir… I had told Yaya-chan that. She tried her best to cheer me up, saying that there are other chances for me to sing for Amane-sempai. But I felt so bad that I couldn’t sleep. I walked outside that night, and prayed at the Maria statue by the small fountain. Eventually I fell asleep in the cold of the night. When I woke up it was near dawn. I found myself walking to horse riding field, maybe partially hoping Amane-sempai was there. I began singing; using my memory of her riding here during her practices to picture she was there. Imagine my surprise when Amane-sempai herself came up to me riding her horse. We talked a while and she had cheered me up... she even lent me her Jacket. I smiled at the good memory.
Minutes later I smiled to see Amane-sempai as she walked up to me from the stables. “Hello Hikari.” She greeted and climbed off the white fence that usually kept the horses in; with that soft smile that just made me smile and warm up inside. She then sat beside me and asked “Is something wrong Hikari?”
I just looked at her slightly confused. “You’ve been acting a little off. Is Nanto-san still avoiding you?” Amane-sempai was observant or I just couldn’t hide these things. I had told her about the Yaya-chan avoiding me and everyone days ago. I decided to tell her about what happened earlier; how I found Yaya-chan back in our room, how I got a bit mad at her for avoiding me and about her loosing her voice.
“I see…” she looked at the sky for a while, thinking about what to say. She then looks at me and gives me her opinion. “I’m guessing that she’s been avoiding you and everyone because she feels awkward about loosing her voice.” I hoped it was that simple. I just nodded and tried to ponder about it.
The next thing she said really surprised me. “Or maybe she’s in love with someone and is trying to make sense of her feelings. Then she lost her voice.” I never would have guessed that. I nearly screamed when I heard it. “That can’t be!”
I thought that there was no way that she wouldn’t tell me if she was. She’s my best friend, I’m her best friend. We know each other that deeply right? She would right? My mind flashed the memory of her kissing me that night I returned from my date with Amane-sempai. I began thinking that maybe Amane-sempai was right, and maybe Yaya-chan was so dazed that she kissed me that night, maybe imagining I was that girl.
Amane-sempai began giggling. I just stared at her dumbfounded. “I’m sorry Hikari. I was just teasing you.” Teasing? … I haven’t told Amane about that night. I figured it was a mistake between friends, no one really needed to know about it.
I almost jumped in surprise when I felt her hand on my shoulder. I looked at her, she just smiled at me. “Are you still worried about her?” she asked. I nodded. “I think you should just give her time Hikari. She probably upset without her voice and avoided you and everyone because she didn’t want to take out any frustration she had on you or anyone else and maybe was hoping that her voice would come back soon. Soon enough that no one even needed to know she lost it in the first place. I believe you told me that she has a reputation of being the choir’s ace? ” I nodded again.
Hearing Amane-sempai’s insight somehow made me feel better. I smiled and nodded. “I guess so. Thank you Amane-sempai.” I couldn’t help but admire Amane-sempai more.
She then stood and offered me her hand. “It’s getting dark, we should get back. It should be near dinner time when we get back to the dorm building.” I nodded and took her hand; she then gently helped me up from where I had comfortably sat. We then headed back to the dorm together.
On the way back, I was enjoying the moment that I was with Amane-sempai. My eyes mostly focused on the ground, keeping my feet walking at the pace and direction hers went. To my surprised she stopped. I looked up and our eyes met. “Hikari?” I didn’t understand why, but I suddenly felt nervous that I stuttered a “Y-yes?” in reply. She just smiled at me, with the same gentle eyes she always held.
“Would you like me to talk to her?” She asked. I let out a soft, surprised and confused “huh?” The question barely registered so she asked again. “Would you like me to talk to her?” I just stared at her for a moment taking a second or two to realize she was referring to Yaya-chan, I was considering if I should let Amane-sempai try to find out what I can’t. I thought to myself, that if I can’t understand Yaya-chan… who can? I was going to say no, but for some reason… I nodded.
She smiled “Okay. I’ll talk to her when I get the chance.” There was a sad and worried glint in her eyes when she said that. I felt her hands on my shoulders, gently squeezing, that somehow helped me relax. “Thank you! Amane-sempai.” I meant it. I was at a lost of what to do for Yaya-chan, so much that even if they weren’t friends I thought that Amane-sempai could do a better job at helping Yaya-chan than I could.
Amane-sempai just kept on smiling and said that she was glad to help. We then headed into the dorm. It was nearing dinner time and both of us needed to wash up. We said our goodbyes and goodnight incase we failed to see each other later. I headed back to our room, wondering if Yaya-chan was doing ok since I left her.
When I entered the room I was surprised to find the room without the lights on, I was even more surprised to find Yaya-chan already sleeping on her bed. But I decided to make sure that she wasn’t just taking a nap. I sat beside her, lightly rubbed her shoulder and called to her softly. “Yaya-chan? Yaya-chan?...” She shifted a little to shrug off my hand. I looked at her and noticed the small water stains on her pillow, I realized that she had been crying. Was she crying when I left? Or was she crying in her sleep… now I feel guilty for leaving her a while ago. I then saw her lips move as if mumbling something in her sleep, but I’m not good at reading lips so I had no idea what she just said. I didn’t try to wake her up after that, she really must have been depressed and maybe all that hiding made her tired.
I did what was routine for me after that, took a nice warm bath, got into a clean uniform after placing the dirty one into the our laundry. Before heading down to have dinner with everyone, go back to our room and do my homework before bed. I was hoping that Yaya-chan would wake up while I was bathing, that way we could eat together again and maybe talk a bit. But sadly that didn’t happen. I suppose there would be another chance tomorrow; after all she didn’t hide this time.
I woke up just about the same time I do every morning. Yaya-chan wasn’t on her bed, that wasn’t unusual. She tends to wake up earlier than I do, and is usually prepared to school or is in the shower when I wake up. But like the past few days, today was different. I wonder if she’s still upset. I know we made up already, and she says she’ll be back in class today. Where could she be?
I decided to get ready for school first. I showered and changed into my school uniform. I took the time to check myself at the mirror, before going out the door and heading to the dining hall. Maybe Yaya-chan would be there. At least that’s what I hoped.
I arrive at the dining hall. The room was filled with students from all three schools… but no Yaya-chan. Our usual seats are still empty. I frowned; I was worried about Yaya-chan.
My thoughts were so filled with Yaya-chan that I failed to notice someone sitting beside me as I ate. Only was my train of thought broken when a familiar voice called me, the one voice that can cause my body to feel warm, tingly, and very happy. I turned and smiled to see Amane-sempai. “Amane-sempai! Good Morning!” I could feel myself blushing as I smiled and looked at her.
“Good Morning, Hikari.” She smiled at me, which made me feel even warmer. I felt a little embarrassed that I didn’t notice her sit beside me. She smiled nodded and ate breakfast. I did too.
I was busy eating my omelet and trying to keep my face from blushing any harder when she called my attention. “Hikari?” I had a spoon in my mouth as I turned to her. I let out a small “Hmm?” to acknowledge her call.
“Would you like to go out again this weekend?” My eyes open wide and I could feel my smile threatening to spill the food I had just placed into my mouth. I chewed and swallowed… almost choking. And answered rather excitedly “I’d love too!” She smiled at me and nodded. She then tells me that she’ll pick me up in my dorm room at 8 am. I smiled and nodded shyly to her.
She then gets up as she finished her breakfast, and takes her tray with her. “I have to take care of Star Bright, so I’ll see you later, Hikari.” I nodded to her with the same shy smile. She smiled as well before turning and heading to have her dishes cleaned. I just watched her till she had left the dining room. I quite sure I was already dreaming of my date with her. Had it not been for Tsubomi-chan I wouldn’t have realized that I was day dreaming instead of eating. I inwardly laughed at her comment about me becoming as dazed as Yaya-chan. Yaya-chan isn’t like that. … is she?
Author's Note: yeah I had decided to go with the point of view writing for this one. And no I’m no expert at voice related illness or anything…
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