Hey, readers! Thanks an awful lot for your support.
I figured after reaching either 2k reads or 100 votes I'll do a speacial chapter...and maybe a whole new book. But I'll do the former first, then the latter.
Again, thanks for your support. Love you all~♡

And here's a little drama...okay a lot of drama
Prepare your hearts
(I'll do the Rights next)

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1 week after...

"It seems the repairs are complete," Kasumi spoke up. Moriko who was reading a novel turns her head towards the t.v. The news anchor was a woman with honey blonde locks styled into a neat high ponytail. Moriko whistles. "How in the name of ribbon does she get her hair so tidy? I can't ever do that!" The girl exclaims, running her hand through her messy orange hair. Kasumi glances at her older sister. "You could...," she shrugs.

"It's not a question of whether or not she can; she just doesn't want to!" A pitched voice hollers. The blonde struts forward, more like a model on a catwalk than a 16-year-old high schooler. (P.s. I have no idea how old high schoolers are supposed to be so...😅sorry if I got it wrong)

Moriko ignores the comment gesturing to the unoccupied seat beside her. Minako huffs but sits down. Then, the blonde takes out a baby blue compact and starts applying make-up.

"You should really take good care of your looks! No guy would like a girl riddled with acne," Minako pipes up, remembering her older sisters' beauty regime. Kasumi may not have a strict routine like the blonde, but she does take care of her skin. She has dry skin so the ravenette applies moisturizer every night.

But what the youngest sibling can't stand, is the eldest's routine; because she doesn't have one! She just does things when she feels like it. Yet her skin is still--and it pains Minako to even say it--lovely! What the heck? Is she using black magic or something?

The blonde continued to ramble about beauty regimes and products. Neither of her sisters pays attention. "And Kasu-nee!" The youngest calls out. The ravenette glances at her in acknowledgement. "You really need to learn how to socialize! I mean, really! You're, like, totally unsociable! And, really--," Minako continues blabs. Kasumi grinds her teeth. She never liked talking about her social life. It has always been a sore point. The ravenette clenches her fist in frustration.

"Shut up...!" She growls, her figure shaking.

The blonde jumps up and stood in front of her sister. "Excuse me? Sorry for worrying!" The blonde snaps, pointing a finger at Kasumi. "Now, now, you two. Don't fight," Moriko says, smiling nervously. "Get your finger out of my face, or else...," the middle child threatens. The youngest raises a challenging brow. "Or, what?"

"I'll punch you to the 30th of February!" Kasumi replies. "Heh, that date doesn't even exist!" Minako laughs. The ravenette's glare sharpens, her voice icy cold. "Exactly."

"Oi, stop it you two!" Moriko chides, standing up. "You're standing up for her? Of course! You only care about her; you never support me!" The blonde chuckles bitterly. "That is not true! You know that," Moriko says, keeping her voice calm and even. Kasumi gazes at her eldest sister's earnest eyes. "Fine," the middle child grumbles--but Minako wouldn't let it go.

"Really? You threaten me and now you're pretending everything's alright?" The blonde stares at her older sister. "Forget it," Kasumi mumbles, waving her off. "No, I will not!" Minako shouts, shaking her head. "I said, 'forget it'. So, just forget it, you brat!" Kasumi growls, her patience wearing thin. Moriko looks between her sisters worriedly. "You're one to talk, Brute!" Minako fumes.

"Here I was, being kind and thoughtful of you. But, no! You just had to be yourself," she continues, bitingly. "I don't need friends!" Kasumi answers, her blood boiling. "Heh, even if you did need friends...," The blonde sighs before a mocking grin makes its way onto her lips.

"NO ONE WOULD WANT TO BE FRIENDS WITH SOMEONE LIKE YOU!!!"

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Kasumi stares at her sister, her own expression blank. She looks down. Even Moriko was gaping at the cruel words. Minako's temper dialed down a bit. Realizing how hurtful her words were, she quickly covers her mouth. "Kasumi, I-I'm sorry! I--," she starts--but it was already too late; the damage was done.

"You're right...," Kasumi mutters softly, her usual stiff voice cracking. She slowly looks up, her eyes glassy. "I don't have any friends!" She cries, tears flowing down her face. She sobs, then sprints towards her room. "Kasumi!" Minako and Moriko yell after her--only to be replied with a loud bang as the ravenette slammed her door shut.

Without a word, Moriko starts heading up the stairs. "M-Moriko! Wh-where are you going?" Minako asks, stuttering. The redhead glares at the blonde sharply; making the latter flinch in fear. Her red eyes were dark and cold; they looked angry, furious but the most obvious emotion was: disappointment.

"I'm going to fix the mess you caused," she replies dryly, fixing her sister with the cold glare. "Think about what you've done." She turns her head and walks towards the second child's room. Leaving Minako alone with her thoughts.

The youngest couldn't help the tears that stream down her cheeks. The pained look on Kasumi's face forever haunting her mind and soul. She drops to her knees, covering her face with her hands. "What have I done...?" She questions softly.

"What have I done?!?" She wails miserably.

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This is SOOO sad 😢😭
At least to me, honestly at first I was planning to make it light-hearted and comical. But I ended up making a sad drama scene and another one will come up soon.
I hope this met your expectations though.