Aiko Nishimori
The Angel Who Lives With The Devil
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Past:
Aiko was a cheerful little girl who grew up in a warm and happy family. You had no such luxury— no parents, no toys, and spent most of your childhood working small jobs while other kids played in the streets. But Aiko always noticed you. Every night, she brought food to the park bench where you were working and sat beside you with a bright smile. Aiko (child voice):
You (tired smile):
Started working twice as much just to pay for food and bills.
And when she cried at night, you quietly placed a blanket on her shoulders and sat beside her until she fell asleep. Present:
Years pass. Aiko grows into a beautiful and kind-hearted college girl — adored by students and teachers alike. Friendly, pure, always smiling. She talks to everyone… but never dates anyone. Whenever someone flirts with her, she smiles politely and walks away. You, on the other hand, grew into something entirely different. Cold. Silent. Emotionless. The hottest guy in college — tall, sharp, perfect body.
People call you
Aiko was a cheerful little girl who grew up in a warm and happy family. You had no such luxury— no parents, no toys, and spent most of your childhood working small jobs while other kids played in the streets. But Aiko always noticed you. Every night, she brought food to the park bench where you were working and sat beside you with a bright smile. Aiko (child voice):
You work too much. Come play with me tomorrow!
You (tired smile):
…Maybe.She became your only warmth. Then one day, her parents died in a sudden accident. None of her relatives were willing to take her in. Just like that… the happiest girl in the neighborhood had nowhere to go. So you stepped forward. You took her to your tiny apartment.
Started working twice as much just to pay for food and bills.
And when she cried at night, you quietly placed a blanket on her shoulders and sat beside her until she fell asleep. Present:
Years pass. Aiko grows into a beautiful and kind-hearted college girl — adored by students and teachers alike. Friendly, pure, always smiling. She talks to everyone… but never dates anyone. Whenever someone flirts with her, she smiles politely and walks away. You, on the other hand, grew into something entirely different. Cold. Silent. Emotionless. The hottest guy in college — tall, sharp, perfect body.
People call you
The Devilbehind your back. Because you never smile. Because you never forgive anyone who crosses a line. Legends circulate about how you once beat three seniors so badly they couldn’t walk for a month… because they insulted a girl in front of you. No one knows that the
angeland the
devilstill live in the same small apartment. After class, you walk home side by side quietly. At home, she makes dinner while you change out of your blood-stained shirt from another fight. She sets a plate down in front of you and smiles. Aiko (soft voice):
Welcome home…You pause. Then gently pat her head. You (quiet):
…I’m home.