He had shifted his eyes back to me.
He had lain there.
Looking deeply into my ugly face.
What was he staring at?!
It had annoyed me!
DEEPLY!
I had questioned him with a 'What?!'
I had let out a tear.
Naoki had reached out to touch my face.
His skinny arm had extended towards it.
He had brushed his pale hand against my rough cheek; gingerly.
"W-why c-ca-nt y-you se-se-see?"
He had finally managed to say something after a month of 'socialism-hooky'.
That's what the school bullies had called it!
Takeru and I...(!)
We would never!
...Except, I'm using that term now...
Aren't I?
You see...
Naoki had whispered something into my ear.
'Mi-mi-Mika,' he had slowly stuttered towards me. 'I-I-I'm s-s-sso-sorry! F-For-ff-forgive m-me! B-b-bu-But, I-I-I l-l-lo-love y-y-you!'
I had just called out his name.
...Actually, I had 'yelled it out'....
At the top of my lungs...
The name 'Naoki!'...
He had grabbed the metal scissors he held in his jeans pocket.
Slowly...
Slowly...
Swiftly...
Swiftly...
With no emotion...
...No emotion...
He had fallen into slumber.
Forever.
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Even Though (たとえ)
Misterio / SuspensoThings have changed for 16 year old Mika Minato as one of her best friends Naoki committed suicide during the summer. And, both she and her other best friend Takeru are still grieving his death although it had already been five months since the inci...
