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No need to rush into the story but I’m standing outside of a window… Kusuo’s window… on New Year’s Day. I’ve been watching Kusuo for a while now and, wait not in a stalker ish way, hold on I should start from the beginning.
My name is Daniela, but you’ll only hear people call me Jennifer or whatever variation of that name people can create. My full name is Daniela Scott, yup you heard me right. Only 16 with 2 Emmy’s for acting, 14 issues in magazines like vogue, or celebrity gossip. 3 starring roles, one on the way, and countless other achievements in life, actually, specifically in America. My disguise in Japan is more of a precaution, can’t be followed around while… following another around, plus if my manager finds out where I am, I’m done for. I’m a pretty big deal, but my dream is still far. This is my fourth time being 16, first time actually coming to the root of the problem, Saiki Kusuo. Whether it’s meteors coming to earth or changing human biology, this kid has been changing the very fabric of the earth since forever. I’ve never come here to stop him because, well it’s never been my problem until my girlfriend suddenly remembers dying over and over again, and on top of that, I never even get to set of my upcoming show because this kid keeps setting the world back to last April. I’ve been watching him since July, or about 6 months now and he honestly seems… normal. Besides the occasional over powered throw here and there he’s just a regular kid, regular physic kid. Anyways, he spot me staring at him at a worship bell ringing place, I really should’ve done some research before coming here because now I just seem rude and uneducated but I only have one responsibility here and then I won’t have to return, well until my inevitable return for some show or modeling job. I could just bust down the front door and kidnap him but I’m not a psychopath and they seem to be having a good time, so I’ll just knock. *knock knock* well obviously I didn’t only knock, I telepathically spoke to his parents to tell him to answer the door, this won’t take too long hopefully. I would say I’m unsure if the cause of time restarting is him but I was not only able to track his insanely huge aura, I also asked him in a dream using astral projection. It went something like “hey your the one who keeps reversing time right?” “Why would my subconscious ask me something I already know” “just answer” “uhhh yeah?” And then I left. Now I’m here… waiting for him to come to the door. Okay it’s been like a whole minute, I thought, then the door slowly opened and he walked out, leaving the door open behind him. “Who are you?” He asks in a surprisingly monotone voice. For convenience I used my powers to sort of auto translate what he’s saying in my mind and same thing for him but when I speak, he’s actually speaking Japanese. “You’ve seen me literally at most an hour ago, my name is Daniela but if anyone asks I’m Jennifer.” He’s actually not bad looking, his hair is pretty obnoxious though, of course I’m thinking this in my head but don’t worry, I blocked him from reading my thoughts while I can still hear his. His mind is saying something along the lines of, “oh great another Nendo, and who is she really? I mean I saw her at the shrine so what did she follow me home or something? Creepy.” I would be offended but I don’t care enough, plus I get how I looks. “Why are you here?” He asks, straight to the point. “You don’t need to worry about that now, just know I’ve been watching you for some time now and I know what you’ve been doing, Kusuo.” And right I say that after he thinks “Oh so she’s a stalker, guess no matter how normal you act creeps will still pop up, now how do-“ but I cut off his train of thought with a rushed, “wait, I’m not a stalker”, maybe I should’ve been less mysterious. “Oh great, a stalker who’s in denial, but if she’s in denial then why would she say that? Self aware creep who’s in denial that she’s a stalker? I’ll go with that.” His mind ponders. “I’m not a creep, or a stalker, or in denial or anything along those lines, just- consider me a… concerned citizen… from America”, I pair that speech with a self assured smile. Silence clouds his mind until a small, “what” paired with a confused look flashes on his face. “Who is this girl seriously? I’m just gonna close the door on her and-“, his thought cut off by me walking forward and placing my hand on the door, stopping him entirely. “Not much for words or something huh?” I tease, “come on just admit what you’ve been doing so I can stop you”. His face starts to scrunch up with disgust, not sure how to take that since he hasn’t made a single big facial expression the entire time I’ve been watching him. “Okay I can’t avoid it anymore, she might be a mind reader or something but it still doesn’t explain why she’s here, and admit what I’ve been doing? Seriously who is this and how do I get her away from me-” “Hey for your information I’m not just a mind reader” I reply, but after that it’s silent for a while. “Right she’s a mind reading stalker” “Hey dude your literally admitting I can read you mind while acting like I’m not right here”. After that he sighs then actually speaks and says, “okay so what do you want you stalker?” “IM NOT A STALKER OKAY?” I exclaim, I didn’t mean to be loud but he’s starting to get on my nerves now. I hear someone’s voice coming closer, time to go I guess, but don’t get me wrong this conversation is far from over. I teleport to his room, of course I know where it is, I have been following him around… maybe I am a stalker? I sit on his bed, which is surprisingly comfy, and wait for him to eventually come to sleep so we can begin actually talking.