𝗿𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗹𝗲 | 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙥𝙖 𝙫3

𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻: 𝗻𝗼𝗿𝗮𝘆𝗼

[Norayo]

I was never loved that much, neither was I neglected that much. Who ever knew that seven years from the time I first met who I thought would be the love of my life, they would beat me up?

No one did. In everyone's defense, I actually got beaten up tons and tons by the others, so it doesn't matter all that much. And it really doesn't. It just made me laugh to think I would never have expected such a future.

Who did I carry such a strong passion, admiration for?

I gave a twisted smile as I looked at the graffiti on the wall. I want to commit arson on that building.

So where was I, exactly? Great question. I did not know. After I got beaten up by half of D.I.C.E, everyone split up. That I remembered. Then after that, I guess I ran away to somewhere. I barely went out so it was a new experience for me.

Oma wasn't—isn't a bad leader. I respect him with all my heart, and I would follow him to the depths of earth. Like ever other member, I suppose. I can understand him. Doing things that make you seem like the bad guy, whatever the hell is the drip these days, that was my problem solver. Make everyone hate you, then sacrifice yourself.

Truly, my personality isn't all that different from what is outside. It's just that they depict I'm an asshole from everything I have shown. Good job, Norayo.

Everything the leader gave me was everything that made me who I am. It's not his fault for becoming who I am, that's not what I was implying. He helped me build up my character. Not with his own personality, but I just happened to pick up a few habits now and then.

But if our Kokichi wasn't there, I could've led a happy life that I could look back to and gain nostalgia from.

That wasn't the reason I had told everyone he was a bad leader.

My plan went like making them not like him a bit, and then he'd. . .I actually forgot. My plan was well thought out, and I think it went a little like making them hate him and then me saving him in the end or something. There's a lot of holes in my memory, so I can't say for sure.

Affection, sympathy. Those weird things aren't going to save liars from their fate. I like to believe that people choose their fate, and not everything is already decided for them. A map layed before them.

'Course, there's problems with that too. That would mean that Kokichi chose his future. And looking into it, I think we'd need another few sacrifices.

My goal from the beginning was to take my own life to do something. I forgot what it was. Everything is fuzzy now, so nothing can be said for sure.

I wish everything could've been back to normal. I could've even confessed last month if it was still sunny. Don't get me wrong, that orphanage was hell. Torture. But I had a plan back then too. To escape with my loved, hang out in a far away place. I always think about the way things would've turned out if I didn't go this path.

A confession. No drama. Just us.

Honestly, it makes sense to say I'm obsessed with a happy future. I always try to choose the best decisions to get good fate, but my 'best' analogy is a little funked up, so I can't guarantee anything good for me or. . .from now on.

How to commit arson? Easy. I may not have killed others in the orphanage who had the same name so I could live, since no one came by the name of "Norayo", but I sure did do a lot of crimes.

If I was in a normal school,

I'd be the book nerd.

Never suspected of blowing up my parents home accidentally or anything related of the sort.

I wasn't suspected of that in the orphanage either, but I may have told a few peeps who I was close to back then.

Back then.

Not now.

Oh, how that could've been SO MUCH DIFFERENT if Kokichi hadn't come.

I'm not saying that he shouldn't have come. It would've just been. . .maybe, a little more fortunate for me. For me and him.

How I wish I could just go back to our base like nothing happened. Having a cocky attitude, and everyone else with whatever quirks they have. But I gathered us together in fatty Mitseru's room, and we ripped each other apart.

It doesn't matter if we don't want it to be awkward. There'll be such a murderous tension coming from at least three members that anyone a mile away could sense it.

Who fought again? Ah yes.

Mitseru, Mezeto, Izamu, Hana, and me. Izamu's sort of not the type to get good on a test or anything, but if it's Kokichi, that guy'd spot something wrong anything any day.

But you know what? He's not the guy I've fallen for. Not the blackened who stole my heart.

With whatever plot twist whoever has built inside their hearts, they could've guessed.

Mezeto. Mezeto Saya. Therefore, Saya Mezeto. I remember his last name, when he came in, when his last name was taken away from him and he forgot about it. I saw that go down, and I haven't forgotten the surname Saya and I never will for the rest of my life.

Nobody in D.I.C.E could have guessed. Kokichi definitely would've picked something up by now, but I can sometimes be sly too.

We use to be the best of friends. Nothing really changed; more people more difference. I don't think he feels any ache in his heart from not talking to me. I'm positive.

I'm just crushing on him like some kid in middle school, waiting until school dance for him to ask me out. But that would never happen.

I've already got suspicions of his lover. Or, his love that he hopes to get. But it's Mezeto we're talking about, he's probably the I-like-them-but-I-don't-want—, wait no,-I-don't-need-them-to-return-my-feelings type. He could simply watch from afar and that'd be enough. It's not so much of an ache in his heart.

But who could know? Maybe he does feel what I feel. Just to another person. I don't hope his love is requited, but I should be 'nice' despite my rude front.

All I can remember now is an annoying kid in pink hair scowling at me, trying on his D.I.C.E uniform which had sloppy sleeves for the first time.

I smiled at it.