//Jump//

102 5 2
                                    

⚠️ Suicide ⚠️

The  night air was cool yet warm

The distant car hums, the dotted lights of the city windows sprinkled across the horizon like a galaxy.

It was a Tuesday night nagito was always home alone. His parents weren't alive, he had no one to care for him, no friends in fact  everyone in school hates him, his class tolerates him but he knew when he was gone they'd be ok. therefore no one to cry when he died.

He smiled as he looked down at cold concrete bellow. He wrote a letter, not that anyone would see anyway.
He wore his favourite clothes; a green oversized hoodie with red designs, black jeans and a white shirt underneath.

Though none of that matters. He was about to jump.

But..

_______________________________________________________________________________

Hajime sat on the edge

Its was all never worth it.
He gets yelled at every night for his grades. For not being an ultimate. For being useless. He was more spiteful than sad, or so he told himself.

He wanted so desperate for someone to tell him he was good enough but no one ever did.

He did his best and they didn't care.
His parents were in business never enough time for their kid. But when they did they yelled, they slapped a little harder than they should. But the slaps did the least damage.

He wrote a letter. His parents would see it and probably sigh in relief right? Nothing matters anymore anyway.

He was about to jump

But..

Cold winter nightWhere stories live. Discover now