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There was something.
Maybe it was nothing..
It was a lie , because it was everything...
From her beautiful hazel hair that rested perfectly on her shoulders, to those bright shining eyes that held thousands of feelings in ambiguity.
Or maybe it was the intelligence that brought her as far as it has, the sweetness in her heart, something that she'd never let up.
Or maybe it was just because she was Yamane Kagehina, the girl who Violet believed to had it all.
Violet was Violet, what else could she be, she wasn't anything special after all. Maybe that's what drew her eyes to Yamane in the first place. Despite everything Violet could never look away, it was frustrating. No matter how much she wanted to say she hated her, she hated the way everyone else looked at Yamane, she hated the way Yamane made everyone feel, she hated that she couldn't have it. Have what?
What did she want?
Violet had begun to question this, she was confused, so confused that it hurt. Why why why?!
She'd look to what was the best example of perfection, Yamane, she was perfect, no matter which way she cut it, Yamane was perfection. And all she'd ever see was the sun, the beautiful rays that'd shine through the sea when it'd be too dark and cold. Maybe the brightness was blinding, Violet would look and it'd always bring her back to darkness.
Violet hated it all, at least a part of her did, she wanted everything Yamane had, she wanted...
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Violet remembered when she had seen Yamane again, she couldn't describe the feeling, maybe it was relief. Violet remembered wanting to apologize, she had said the most awful things to Yamane without consideration for her at all, and yet she couldn't.
She walked away quickly, she couldn't face Yamane anymore, she had made the rash decision of letting her go, it had gone to far. Then and there she felt something warm grab her cold hand. She'd turn around these random tears flying out of her eyes.
"Violet..."
It was a gentle honeysweet voice... I'm sorry
A hand became two cupping Violet's hand in theirs. I'm-
Violet looked, there it was, the warmth that led to those hands, those eyes... They sparkled.
"Violet, I'm sorry." Yamane held Violet's hand in a gentle grip.
"Yamane-"
"Violet I apologize for yelling at you. I deeply regret it, no matter the situation, I should not have yelled at you." Yamane's grip on Violet's hands had warmed them, the heat began to reach her cheeks.
"Y-Yamane it's okay-"
"It's not! I'm sorry, no it's not. Violet, I don't know what goes on in your or Indigo's minds but trust me it's brilliant." Violet looked at her wide eyes and confused. This was the first time.. the first time me and Indigo were equals yet separate.
"Violet, I don't know what you believe, but you are wonderful, I meant what I said before, I envy you. I am sorry if my presence has ever upset you. I hope we can become better friends." Better friends... We're friends? After everything I've thought of you?
Violet couldn't, why, why, why?! Tears began to drip, this can't be, she wasn't sad though. Violet got out of Yamane's grip covering her face.
"Oh no! You're crying! Did I scratch you?! Did I hold too tightly."
Violet denied it all, she didn't even know why she was crying.
"Oh dear... I'm sorry, I keep upsetting you.."
At that Violet removed her hands, about to reassure Yamane that it was further from the truth. Before she could speak, and as soon as she uncovered her face, Yamane gently cupped her face, wiping away her tears.
Violet's heart began to race rapidly, she could only see Yamane's face, she could finally be the only one to admire those eyes....
"You know if you cry, your glasses will get dirty silly." Yamane took off Violet's glasses gently to make sure no locks of hair were to get stuck.
Violet had stayed silent. She was so very still, she feared that if she moved she would combust. Her heart was racing.
"There you go, oh my, you're eyes are so pretty! I've never seen them so up close!" She then placed her glasses back on, tucking Violet's hair behind her ear.
"Maybe you should get all that attention, you're just too cute." Yamane winked and then excused herself finding her way back to Diasomnia.
Violet had stopped functioning.
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AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH
Violet had screamed internally, now in the comforts of her own dorm room. She did not know how to describe what had just happened. She felt so many emotions at once, all because of Yamane, and the more she thought of it... It wasn't new. Violet had always felt something for Yamane however she could never place her finger on it. She had always assumed it was a denial of jealousy because Yamane was always with Ryoto, but now she realized that maybe it wasn't as surface level.
The more and more she thought the more embarrassed she became, she thought over her analysis of Yamane and realized she sounded exactly like her idiot of brother when he talks about his beloved Leo Kingcholar. But if it was that similar... Then that meant.... SHE WAS IN LOVE WITH YAMANE???
It couldn't be, right? Surely it was just an admiration to be like Yamane or just wanting to be Yamane..... Or maybe she just wanted Yamane...
Violet hugged her pillow, finding the warmth that Yamane had just previously given her. Those warm eyes, her short wavy hair, and her charming voice, maybe just maybe... She had loved Yamane all along.
"I hated this for so long.... But now I think I can confidently say.... That I love you...."
Violet had fallen asleep, she had finally felt some peace in her emotions, and it was all because of Yamane Kagehina.