Chunk of Haiiro's Past
Day 5 113. Start up.
Oh, in the same white room again...
"Number 19, was it...?" Ah. A different voice today. "Today is your awakening."
I watched the woman step into the room. Her clear glasses had a glint from the bright lamp at the ceiling. My eyes concentrated the color of her uniform. White. White white white. Oh, what color was this...? It was new. Black. Her... Hair. I have hair, too. It is the color of sweet sweet blueberries. Her footsteps rung in my ears as she sepped foreward. C-lack. C-lack. What type of footwear was this...?
Shoes with an enlargened heel. Ah. High-heels. My eyes held the same glare in the same direction.
There was no need to observe what this woman was going to do. If she was assigned, it must have been for the better of my technology. I stood still.
The woman slid her glasses up from the tip of her nose, then lent out her hand infront of me. I looked down. Her sleeve... It was out of perfection from reaching... "Please, come with me. You have an examinati