Classroom of the Elite - Lost Memories

Chapter 1 - Accident

January 4th.

"So cold..."

I found myself complaining once again about the weather to myself. Though the sun was only just going down, the drop in temperature could be clearly felt. 

I felt my phone vibrated briefly in my pocket indicating a message. 

I stopped walking and pulled my phone out of my pocket to check and see who had messaged me.

'Hey, you guys wanna go to the movie's tomorrow? We don't have much time left of our break so we should make the most of it.'

It was an invitation from Haruka to the Ayanokōji group. I waited for everyone else to confirm whether or not they were going first before replying to the message.

'Sure I'll be there.' 

I put my phone away and continued walking. I had left my dorm with the intention of going for a short walk which turned out to go for a lot longer than I had originally intended. I guess I enjoyed it more than I thought I would.

My eyes wandering around the streets, they fell on the group of girls in front of me. 

Karuizawa Kei, Shinohara Satsuki, Matsushita Chiaki and Nene Mori.

Seeing them reminded me once more of the date I had with Satou Maya just a few days ago.

Usually she would be with these girls though it seemed my rejection may have affected her more than I thought.

As we drew close I moved to the side a bit so we wouldn't collide. As we were about to pass by each other, my eyes met with Kei's for a second before turning away.

I continued walking and felt a gaze on my back. Was Kei looking at me? No, she wouldn't do something like that, nor would Shinohara or Nene as they seemed to have quite low opinions of me. Was it Matsushita? Could she have noticed the look we gave each other? Well it doesn't matter anyway, it wasn't as if she could derive any meaning from it.

As I was thinking this, a couple of trucks passed by me, they seemed to be going a bit faster than usual. They were most likely suppliers to the stores on campus. This was good, I now had an excuse to turn my head. 

I turned my head to the side and saw Matsushita giving me a sideways glance out of the corner of my eye, only to turn away again quickly after seeing my head turned. 

She was definitely watching me, but what was she looking for?

Whatever, it doesn't really matter, for now I should just enjoy the rest of this walk... is what I would have done if it weren't for these trucks.

The noise and the cold breeze the trucks were bringing made it impossible for me to relax. I sighed deeply and tried to count how many were left. 

There were only 4 trucks lefts so I should be fine after that. 

But as I was counting the trucks I noticed that something was off. One of the trucks was going slightly more to the left of the road than it should have. Though this wouldn't have been a problem if it was only for a few seconds, the driver was clearly making no attempt to fix his driving.

As it drew closer and closer, I squinted my eyes to look at the driver and only then I realized the danger I was in. 

The drivers eyes were closed. He wasn't conscious. 

As I noticed this, his wheel hit the edge of the sidewalk and the mans body fell to the right, steering the car in the same direction. Straight towards me.

In that moment, time seemed to slow down, and the only thing I could focus on was the truck that had gone off course at a high speed, and me who stood in it's path.

There was no time to run out of the way of the truck, no time to stop myself from getting hit. There was nothing anyone would be able to do in this situation, not even me. At the very least I should try my best to minimize the damage and give myself a chance at surviving.

I wrapped my arms around my head, adjusted myself into a stance that would best prevent damage and braced for the impact.

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Pain. Its basically the only word to describe what I'm feeling right now along with high pitched ringing in my ears. 

As I lie face up on the ground, I feel my body getting weaker and weaker as I lose more and more blood. The sound in my ears is just getting higher pitched.

Is this what dying feels like?

It's a lot different from how I imagined it would be and nothing like I had read in books. They say when you're about to die, your life flashes before your eyes but right now all I see is white. Though I guess it isn't and entirely inaccurate representation of my life.

I struggle to move my limbs to no avail, even keeping my eyes open became a struggle.

So this is it huh? I never thought I would die in a truck accident but I guess there's nothing I can do about it.

I resign my struggles and prepare to take my last breath, as the ringing sound is almost becoming too high pitched for me to hear, until a voice break's through my thoughts.

"taka-"

"Kiyotaka!"

What? Who is that?

"Someone call an ambulance we need to save him! Hurry up!"

Are they talking about me? 

"You can't die now, not like this. I won't let you!"

The voice is getting quieter and quieter, and I can feel my consciousness slipping away. Despite it all I cant help but feel that my face was becoming wet.

Was I crying? No that wasn't it.

Whoever it is that's calling my name right now is the one crying, and their teardrops are falling onto my face. It's the first time ever someone had shed tears for me.

In a way, I'm sort of glad I could make someone feel like that.

That was my last thought until I fell into a deep slumber.

Word Count: 1035

Author's Notes

Thanks for reading the first chapter of this fanfic, I hope you enjoyed it.

As I said in the description, this was heavily inspired by @IzanagiMatsumura1112 fanfic, I recommend you check it out if you haven't already.