Well, Valentine's Day has come and passed. I can't say that I enjoyed myself all too much. For one, I am glad that I take you everywhere journal, for I have no one else to talk to anymore. Well, you're probably wondering what happpened to make me so glum, ne? Well, might as well tell you since there's lack of anyone else.
I was just out, wanting to get a special gift for Yuki. A very special gift. After all, Yuki's my everything! I love Yuki so much! But anyway, I was pretty much minding my own business, window shopping for things I couldn't possibly afford and daydreaming of Yuki's reactions if I should have gotten him those things. I can't possibly describe the kawaiiness that entailed! Once more, I'm going off-track. Yuki! Stop invading my head at every moment so I can tell my story! Okay. Anyway, I was minding my own business when this man came up to me and asked for my autograph. Being the wonderful, nice person I am, I accepted. When I reached out to give him both the pen and pad of paper though, he grabbed me. Unfortunately, nothing wanted to come from my mouth then... not a scream, cry... anything. Not that anyone would have heard anyhow... Tokyo is much too loud to allow a mere scream pierce it. I was doomed from the start.
But here, as I speak, I am caged in a small room... no windows or light aside from the small one in the door itself. Every now and then, the mysterious man from earlier peers inside to check on me. No... he's not checking on me. He's making sure that I don't try to kill myself. Obviously, I'm needed for something... but I want my Yuki. I wonder if Yuki misses me... everyone... have they noticed that I've disappeared yet? Are they glad for it...? The mere thought scares me. Are they glad that I'm gone? Should I die, would they miss me? Every now and then... death whispers to me... an easy way out. There's plenty of ways to get it done... but for Yuki, I will go through hell and back. I will show him that I'm strong. I can do this!