Broken Memories

Miyuki was in her dorm, straightneing things up for what seemed to her for the thousandth time. She stopped at a single picture, tears forming in her eyes. "... No, that's not necessary... Why's it in here, anyways?" She picked the picture up and tossed it carelessly into the garbage. She froze, staring at the trash bin for a few minutes before finally returning to clean the room. Thoughts filled her mind and she tripped, cutting her wrist with a piece of broken glass that seemed to come from nowhere. "Well, that's new..." She looked out the window, sitting down on the bed. She held her head in her hands with exhaustion. "Whatever..." She dropped the boxes that were on her lap. "It shouldn't have happened, and it's all my fault..." Miyuki sighed, her eyes becoming glassy and red. "Well, forget it. I'll probably never recover, so oh well."

"... You're... Jared, right? And, um... Yeah, I kinda have someone on my mind, I guess." Miyuki's face flushed.