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2026-02-04
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Mizuki suffers a lil

Summary:

I project onto Mizuki for a lil and she thinks about how no one will ever understand her feelings. Idk man it’s 5 am I’m tired. Idk man read it if you want some quick sadness.

Notes:

Not a self insert fic guys !!! You can tell because there’s no Mizuki being used by anyone !!! (I’m a dramatic little hoe ignore me ^_^)

Also I have only read a bit of the story. Like up to Mizu2 I think ?? Idk. I don’t wanna force myself to read more just to vent in a fic. But you’re not here for my suffering !! You’re here for our resident Mizuki’s suffering !!! Yay !!

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

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Mizuki was pacing around her room. It was late, she should be working, but her hands had started to cramp and she couldn’t bear to talk to any of N25. Not right now.

Why? She didn’t know. How was it so hard to talk to them sometimes? Sometimes it felt like she couldn’t talk about normal things because everyone was engrossed in their work. So she sat there and bottled every word up. Like she was good at. She couldn’t fall too far out of mischievousness! That would make everyone upset, and Enanan would get weird again and it was just better for everyone if she was quiet! Never sad, always happy!!

Ugh. Mizuki put her head in her hands. She was spiraling a bit, and if she did that, then she would become like Mafuyu! She wouldn’t know what she would do if she couldn’t bring herself to care about her ribbons and cute outfits! So she left it bottled up. Always whimsical Mizuki! Everything is good for her and her miniscule problems!!

…she needed some sleep. Rest from being everyone’s emotional support dog!

Notes:

Graduated from Silver Spoon suicide fics to Mizuki feeling like shit. I’ve been fixating on pjsk and silver spoon doesn’t have an online friend group I can project my feelings onto. Gang let’s hope my online friends don’t see this … I say posting on main (I have no other way to cope and I don’t want to burden anyone but this is also probably a cry for help that no one will answer because no one ever will)