Depressive AU ¦ ENGLISH TRANSLATION

Chapter 1

Has it ever happened to you that life prepares events that could be fatal and decisive to change your path?
Losing everything you have with just one oversight? They are cases that many people can experience and nobody notices, that can affect not only their social lifestyle, but also their way of thinking, it can be good as well as bad, something that one cannot stop and if you don't have the help Proper treatment can lead to more serious problems than one can handle. That was happening to Ink, who no longer understood how he was still alive after so much depression that he accumulated, it was not worth smiling when even the slightest hope of happiness was extinguished like fire without combustion. No one else would be there for him.

That day was any one of the month of May, the sun was up unfortunately fighting for its supremacy in the sky, the grayish clouds tormented and threatened to ruin the temperate environment to be full autumn, where the tones of the leaves began to vary and detach from the trees, giving the monsters a humid but cozy environment, exclusive to take a photograph to be the schoolyard where he was.

He was hating the idea of ​​staying much longer in solitude, surely everyone was in class and what he disliked the most is that even if he wanted to, he could not, still as a log being an opaque individual for the warm colors, with the colors of his clothes without color or life, he was being a hindrance for a photographer, why lie, for everything.

There was no beauty for him, he did not see things in the same way as he used to before, solemn and without traces of positive emotions. It was not a perfect autumn day to walk or spend the day in the streets of the most unjust city on the planet, where neighborhoods changed with respect to the economy of each sector. He preferred that everyone suffer equally, that it rain like a true winter, so that they feel the melancholy and sorrow that resided in his heart wrapped in a dark fortress.

Why there then? He could easily go home if he didn't attend those boring classes with dozens of dr monstrous, stay reading or stare at nothing in a more private place instead of making a fool of himself, but he couldn't, he had to be there for a reason that left him ill taste in the mouth; I was going to start a school day after a year. Waiting for one of his only family members to live enrolling him in that institute, a moderate one, neither so big nor small, capable of putting a thousand students if he wanted with its three floors and large classrooms, he was going to start a new school era even if it was stupid, he was studying the last year without counting his absence of a year, but things worked like that, as strange as it sounds, he skipped the penultimate year so as not to be frowned upon in college. Because that city was cold and fussy, as long as they knew a small mistake about you, they could take away the reputations of famous businessmen leading them to ruin if they did not take care of those silly rumors that flowed with the breeze.

Ink hated that city with all his soul, he couldn't stand it but he was forced to stay with his uncle there outside of his old school. He was not transferred for having terrible grades, that is, he was lowering them before, nor was he a bully who could kill with his eyes, let's face it, with his current state he could not kill a fly, even if he wanted to and tried. The reason was to stay away from the pesky baddies and start from scratch, or that was as his uncle said, it was also closer to his "home", his aunt would not spend a single cent to pay for the bus to her nephew.

Yes, as was mentioned before, Ink was living with his uncle, after his father became fatally ill and his mother died in an accident, quite a cliché, don't you think? He had no choice but to go with his closest relatives, unique to his "lineage," but lousy when it came to being caregivers, and all because of his aunt. She was a grumpy and annoying lady who manipulated her husband; Ink's mother's brother. She hit him like his uncle, keeping him from fun with the offer of being able to survive in a home and have his daily bread, it was that or to live on the street.