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Aina Malik

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a character in “Our Brand New Life at Sakura Square”, originally authored by Pandora's Melancholy, as played by RolePlayGateway

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"For the words that cannot be spilled from my lips, my fingers will move and the music it echoes will speak the feelings I could not much like a mirror."

|| Current Location âœĻ Quaint Corner ||
|| [ Paradise | Coldplay ] ||

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The day will always start with a jolt of panic and fear. Then, it would be followed by the crippling grip of confusion and grief. After that, it will end with a haunting ghost of doubt and necessity. That is how a certain girl feels every moment of her waking life in a foreign country. She will always view this place as strange and new. It was just something she could not help, but still she has to adapt with and to move on. That was far easy when it left by imagination and by theory. When done in actual, it was far harder that she at times would want to give up on it. The only thing which kept her going was her journal and the encouraging words of her grandmother who patiently waits for her to recover every morning.

"Aina dear, you need not sweep the temple grounds. I can handle that." The one known as Aina stood in front of the Shitten-ji temple holding a broom and wearing the traditional garb of a Shinto priestess or more commonly known as a Miko. She appeared to be quite the sight. The red and white color of her hakama and haori contrasted on her mocha brown skin, dark violet curly locks, and purple-colored eyes. She stands out and does give a new definition to what a priestess looks like. "It is fine grandmother. You have already made lunch. It is my turn and I like doing this." The elderly woman gave her granddaughter a small yet warm smile. The young girl had always made herself busy with household chores and even took the responsibility of being a shrine maiden of sorts. It is why the temple had become rather popular among the citizens and even tourists.

"I won't argue anymore then." The grandmother stated but then, asked a curious thing. "Are you nervous about school tomorrow?" The question made Aina stop from sweeping and her grip on the broom's handle tightened a bit. According to the things she had read and had heard, she had been staying in Japan for a year now as she underwent rehabilitation here. She had only been out of the hospital for a few months and was now living as what most would call a normal life. Part of that normalcy especially for a teenage girl like her was to go to school. Practically, this will be her first time attending school here and under the current condition she is. She was doubtful. Will she be able to handle it? Will she be fine?

"I am nervous, but I am more scared." Her eyes looking down on the ground were filled with uneasiness and fear. "I will never remember them even if I sit beside them in class... even if I have written it all in my journal. I will not remember my feelings that I shared with them. I will always be a stranger and them to me." The grandmother approached Aina and touched the hands gripping the broom's handle tightly. She understood her granddaughter's sentiments, but they know both that to live on, Aina must incorporate herself with others and to avoid isolation. "It's hard. Nothing comes easy as we live. It gets scary before it gets better. But, everything will be fine as long as you don't give up." Aina raised her eyes to look at her grandmother gazing at her with such warm affections. She could not help but smile as well and agree. "You are right, grandmother."

With that, the day passed by and soon changed into night. "Grandmother, I will be leaving now." The elderly woman looked at Aina who was by the door wearing this time a casual beige long sleeved dress and a pair of beige elegant-looking sandals. "All right." She handed Aina a coat to wear as the said girl took it with a smile. "Thank you, grandmother." The elderly woman nodded with approval. "Have fun tonight and be careful always." Aina smiled and gave her grandmother a kiss on the cheek before she left with her coat now wrapped around her. She was going to a place where she had frequented thrice a week which started about two months ago.

It was a 45-minute commute from her house and along the way the people could not help but look at her. She was extremely a pleasant thing to look at and very exotic to boot. She appeared to be a perfect picture taken out to the real world, but the center of attention had always been ignorant or rather oblivious to the meaning behind the gazes of those around her. That was because her head was literally on the clouds with her own form of daydreaming and concerns. Well, despite that, she was able to reach a small eating establishment known as Quaint Corner. This place was owned by a friend of her grandmother. There had been a need for a pianist to play during dinner and Aina had been requested by her grandmother to do a favor for this friend.

She had always loved playing the piano. It was something her mother was extremely fond of; unfortunately, her mother has no talent for it. In her place, Aina learned it and seemed to have a knack for it. However, she never played for anyone else but for her mother. That is why she is worried, as the days, the months passed, she was still nervous, because even if she had known that she had played many times in front of an audience who she knew nothing about, this was always new to her. The only contradiction to that, she had gotten quite a fan-base and had become an attraction to the fine dining establishment. She removed her coat as one of the staff led her to the piano.

Aina took a deep breath and took her seat. The people who were already waiting for her to perform watched the young lady with glee and excitement. She closed her eyes momentarily and placed her fingers on the keys. With an exhale, she began to play a melody which perforated throughout the entire restaurant as its customers listened to her wonderful playing with great satisfaction and admiration. She had always been a calming presence and a joy to watch, and so, it was another full packed house for Aina who does not care for that. Instead, she immersed herself with her playing and allowed herself to get lost with those musical notes.