He stared at the girl who was embracing him, "You.. You're from my school.." he spoke quietly with shock.

How was a girl from his school here, with him? Even if God did put her here, how long ago was it..? Did she know him?

The girl lessened her embrace on Keima, as she wiped the tears from her eyes. She stared up at him and smiled with peace, a few tears still dropped down the side of her face. 

"I thought you'd died, Keima..!" Her voice was shaky, which showed that she'd been extremely worried. She seemed really happy to see him up and alive. Though, Keima didn't seem to even know the girl.

"Who are you..?" He asked with a stutter, as the girl released her grip on him. 

"Who am I..?" She quietly whispered.  "I guess it makes sense you wouldn't remember me.." she added,

"You were always there, just keeping to yourself.. and even let those around bully you.." She continued to speak for awhile, after beginning to cry again.

As he saw her cry, he couldn't help but reach out and embrace her like she did to him. He did just basically be a douchebag.

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As he hugged her, he started to feel sick, and a small trail of blood went down his nose. 

"It's.. alright." He spoke, and tried to endure the pain, resisting unconsciousness. His head began to become foggy, and Mina was all he saw. She held a great big weapon, and laughed.

"You're scared, aren't you?" She sadistically smiled as she spoke. She repeated those words several times, to what seemed like forever. Or at least, until Keima fell flat. Making him lean on the girl he hardly could embrace without fear. 

He later found himself in the same bed from earlier, he seemed to have been cleaned and bandaged up again. The girl from earlier was asleep, her head was laying on her arms, which were on the bed. 

"No matter how hard I try, I see her.." he whispered to himself, and slid a little away from the girl who was sleeping on the bed.

Mina wouldn't leave his mind for a long time it seemed, almost as if she had emplanted herself into his brain by simply causing him pain, and giving him a false sense of hope. 

Keima reached out to touch the girl's long white hair, after distracting himself from Mina's curse. He hesitated to touch her, though in the end he softly touched a long lock of her silky white hair. "So this is what a girl's hair's like.." he said quietly to himself, before letting it go, and laid back down. He tried to fall asleep, but Mina was the only thing he saw. At least, until the girl crawled up onto the bed, pressing her front up against his back.

Keima turned his head and looked at the girl with surprise and embarrassment, he had started to get light headed. "You're awake?!" He asked, not getting a response. At least, until he heard her quietly whimper "Don't leave me, Keima..." 

His head started to fog again, and his nose started to bleed. He slowly fell into unconsciousness. Things were going to be a little rough from here.