Coincidence | Chishiya x Reader

Knight

It was late now. A day went by with nobody coming back, and I decided to stop holding onto hope, they were gone.

I got up from the couch I hadn't moved from, and I felt my stomach grumble, signaling me to eat something.

I sigh, looking at the bag of supplies we were gonna use to go to The Beach together, remembering Karube's look of determination talking about it. The way he said so confidently that we would all leave together. I finally break, my emotions taking over me as my knees buckle under me and I fall to the floor weeping. I roll onto my wounded shoulder making my cries of pain worse. And my mind switches to the people that gave me the wound in the first place.

Anger flows through my veins thinking about the game makers. I get up, stomping over to the wall and pushing out all the anger by punching it, ignoring the sharp pain in my shoulder and now my hands every time my fist collides with the cement. I see blood stain the wall and I finally stop, once again falling onto the floor, continuing to cry.

My sense of time leaves me as I lay on the floor for a while. The darkness of the room telling me that it was still night time. Without moving, I close my eyes, wanting nothing but to be with my friends. My mind slowly turns off as I fall asleep.

Another day goes by, me at some point, forcing myself to eat.

I sit at the table we had all once eaten at. I remember how good the food was and how happy we all were to eat something. I feel tears brim my eyes, I quickly shake them away. Trying my hardest to distract myself by eating.

"They wouldn't want this," I mutter to myself opening a can of food and putting a spoonful of it in my mouth.

After I eat, I look down at the visa days I had left, Today was the last day.

I sigh, not knowing what to do. They would want me to keep fighting, but I felt like I couldn't.

I get up from the table, dragging my feet outside of the room I hadn't left for a few days. I look over the railing of the mall, taking in a deep breath of fresh air.

The cool air waking me up, bringing a sense of courage with it.

I look down at my bloodied hands.

"I won't give up," I say looking back up and at the sky hoping that if I said it out loud, I would believe myself.

I walk to the bathroom in the mall, hoping that the water would work, it doesn't, so instead I improvise. I take the water I found and give myself a "shower" by pouring it on myself along with soap I found in another store.

"That'll have to do for now," I mumble to myself

My plan surprisingly worked pretty well, washing off most of the blood and dirt I had on me.

I get dressed, putting on basically the same thing I had worn before, just clean instead of dirty. I bandage the wounds on my knuckles as well as my arm that still wasn't fully healed yet.

I leave the mall, walking down the road to find a game so that my visa doesn't expire leaving me with a laser through my head.

I round the corner and see a bright white sign saying

"THIS WAY TO THE GAME ARENA" and a big arrow pointing to the right.

I follow the arrow and it guides me to a big building, I see lights from inside, telling me that I'm at the right place.

I pull myself along to the entrance of the building, dreading every step.

I walk into the building noticing the laser flashing blue, "No going back now," I think to myself.