' What If I snapped? '

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TW!!! GORE!! A lot of death will happen and kidnapping? kinda?

A house. Empty currently. His family gone and all he has left is, well Kokichi. 

Everything has became too much for him. The ghost, the rumors, the jealousy. All of it is pilling up and it's all about to fall. He can't keep it up.

He just can't. 

He's breathe becoming more shaky, as so is himself. He knew this would happen and this is the outcome. He's officially just can't control himself anymore. He's glad Ouma isn't home. He would of pushed it onto him. But this isn't a regular breakdown. 

He can't see clearly. He started laughing like someone told the funniest fucking jokes on earth. He's going crazy, and no one is there to stop this. Where ever Ouma is, He's lucky he isn't home. Despite him trying his hardest to stop himself, that isn't going to work this time. Nothing will work this time. 

As he got up, his thoughts running through his head like nothing else mattered. Who would he let go? Who would he kill in straight daylight? or, Who would he force them to stay with him forever and ever? Until they both die do to old age. He has no clue. He can barely even think straight. 

That's when it hit him. Like a heavy brick falling from a tall building. Right on his pathetic head. There's so many people he has disliked. Amami. Momota. and all the other little fuckers. He hates all of them. All of them. All of them. He just needed an order. And needed a plan. Something that won't get him caught but something that could make history. This is what he wants, so this is what he will get.

He's selfish like that.

Who's first you may ask? Well of course Amami. Stupid bitch can't even keep his mouth close. He wants this one just to be enjoyable, so a bat will do. He always liked Leon anyway, let us be like a new character in this pathetic world. 

As he walked to the house that was well known. Big, white, plenty of windows. The outside seemed brand new and everything seemed perfect. Well, tonight everything will be cover in pink as he entered the closest window.

Pro tip: Lock your windows next time. 

As he entered the quite house, everyone asleep. He began to think about how amazing this will feel. The feeling of this horrible person leaving the world right before his eyes as he walked upstairs, past what felt like hundreds room just to reach Amamis room. As he slowly entered, bat in hand, shaking, and breathing so so mysteriously. 

As the poor boy sleeps, him having no idea what will occur to him. 

One

Two 

three

BANG! Just like a baseball game. Just like how he imagined. Hitting over, and over, and over, until nothing was left. Pink was everywhere, his favorite color. It's over, but now there's more people he needs to give a little visit to. Just like a new game starting, he started his way to his next victim. 

Being his dear dear 'friend' Kaito. How much he had hated when he would beat up Ouma acting like the world is absorbed around him. The world never absorbed around him, the world wanted him dead. 

What should he use now? How slow or fast will his death be? How about fact. Like he had nothing, nothing means everything will leave so much faster with the little things he had. Kaito was at a party tonight, per usual. He was always getting drunk and being a boywhore. 

Then Shuichi got another idea, his plan.

As he arrived at this party, bottle of this mysterious liquid in hand. He needs to find his dear friend, and he needs to get him a little drink. On him tonight. 

'' Shuichi! Didn't know you'd come, little squirt! ''

Kaito was clearly drunk already. Laughing a lot and just over all loopy. 

'' Ah, yes, I just wanted to buy you a drink is all. We usually don't hang out a lot, Momota '' 

They both walked to the little bar area. Ordering two shots, but before they ' celebrate '

'' Momota, May you be a lad and ask where the restroom is,,? ''

Him, being the dearest friend he is, he did so. Isn't he just... a dumbass? While he was gone, be had the opportunity to poison the hot. As Shuichi walked out, he heard the faint choking noises of Momota and the screams to call 911. 

One after another, everyone gone. Dead. Nothing more. As he went home to see Ouma. 

He was on the porch looking panicked. Poor thing. 

He'll be my love, my one and only love.

As he brought him to somewhere far far away, no one there to even hear his cries. Lock him up with him and Shuichi as long as they live.

But. That sadly won't be long.