Summary: The 1000 IQ ace detective of Inaba is always hard at work and never seems to smile around anyone. Maybe we can change that, how much time do we have in our hands?
Warnings: Mental illness, depression, anxiety, suicidal thoughts, lots and lots of parental abuse, swearing, and acts of self harm.
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The rain pattered down on the roof once more as I listened to it's soft patters, trying to avoid the screaming and yelling coming from the kitchen. They were at it again and at this point I was used to it all, the yelling, the screaming, the gaslighting, all of it became all too 'comfortable' in this household to the point where didn't faze me as much as it used to when I was a child. I sighed and brought my knees to my chest to bury my head in my lap to try and avoid the noises as much as I could but the yelling just kept piercing through my train of thought as there was no way around the noises and hostility that was being thrown around constantly. After what felt like an hour, they finally stopped as I flinched at the slamming of a door—yeah they were done for the night until they could find something else to bicker and bark about. I couldn't help but wonder what made them argue in the first place I have to remember that I'm not an adult and that its business between two adult, it wasn't my place to ask or even bring up at a dinner or just casually. "I hate it here..I want out.." I whispered to myself as hot tears started to trickle down my cheeks with a small hiccup, don't breakdown, don't break down, don't breakdown, don't—Ah, another breakdown...how many did I have this week alone? I seemed to have lost track of how many tears I've let slip through these eyes of mines. I curled up under my blankets and sheet and held my pillow tightly as I muffled my screams and cries in the soft fabric that was keeping anyone else from hearing me until I felt myself drift off to sleep from the aftermath.
The next morning, rain was what I was met with and a stern face waiting for me down the hallway as I went to grab my shoes to go to school. "What do you mean you're selling it? I worked hard for that and paid for it with my own money.." "You don't even use Y/n quit fucking lying. It's been sitting here collecting dust and you haven't used it since you fucking bought it!" "Dad please! I've always wanted that camera since I was 12 and now that I have you want to sell it..? It's been raining and I've been busy everyday to even get a chance to use it..." "You busy? What fucking business do you even have?! Oh, since your (age) you think that you run this fucking place and think that your grown?! Haha!! Give me a fucking break!" With all the force and anger in his body he threw the camera at my head as a shriek erupted from my throat as I stumbled a bit from the dizziness that came immediately after. "You don't own shit here and you don't fucking pay bills either so just shut the fuck up just keep your dumbass in school." He barked those orders and soon left the house with the slam of the door.
I always seemed to blame myself for these kinds of situations, maybe he needed the money because they were short on this months rent and I just wanted to be selfish over a stupid hobby of mines...I rubbed my head and felt a bump forming on it as I seethed from just barely running my finger tips over the area. 'I should apologize later when I get the chance to do so...maybe it could patch things up when I take the blame for something that stupid. The way I reacted wasn't at all intended, so just an apology could work...how much longer can I do this?' I shook my head and slipped on my shoes then had grabbed my umbrella in the nearby holder next to the door. I checked to see if I had my keys, turned off the lights and locked the door behind me. "...One day I'll make it out of here. Just keep working Y/n you got this, you've been through worse...right...?"
I soon arrived to the school gates as I parked my bike in the designated area and had placed a lock around it as I held the umbrella above my head. As I peeked up from the ground I seen my childhood crush, Naoto Shirogane! This instantly made me feel I could turn the day around even by just talking to her for just a little bit, it just made me feel happiness leap through my body at just the idea of spending some time with her. "Nao Nao! Hey Nao Nao over here!" I waved with a big smile and trotted over to her with my school bag in my hands as she looked up from her book. "Oh good morning Y/n." She gently closed her book as she eyed the bruise on my face "Good morning to you too! Hey Nao Nao, you want to go to a park or something after school?" "I'm busy Y/n you know that I can't use any time to frolic around when there are still cases to be solved, my apologies." "Oh..ok! Maybe next time! I'll see you again tomorrow, bye bye!" I gave a quick wave and left just as fast as I approached her as those feelings came back. That feeling of being hollow, emptied out of all passion, just numbness all over as my features instantly fell.
I retreated to the girls bathroom and the furthest stall as I went in and locked it as I felt sick and dizzied from this mornings confrontation with my Dad. I took a deep sigh as hot tears couldn't control themselves as the waterfall of pain found itself against my cheeks. After awhile I finally got them to stop even though it felt like much much more could have gotten out, I just needed to suppress that feeling and move on. I stepped out of the stall and splashed some cold water on my face as I sniffled and proceeded to wipe the excess water up. I looked myself in the and only seen a tired complexion and emptied out (e/c) eyes staring back at me. Who was she..?
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