𝘗𝘈𝘙𝘈𝘓𝘠𝘡𝘌𝘋 •𝐛. 𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢•

12. Twenty Reasons

Katsuki emerged from the bathroom, scrolling through something on his phone, then walked into his bedroom. (Y/n) was sitting on the floor, also on their phone. They glanced up at Katsuki with a quick smile, then looked back to the device in their hands.

"I'll ask again, who are you texting?" Katsuki asked.

"You sound like my brother. But I'm replying to some comments," (Y/n) replied, not looking up from their phone. Katsuki nodded and watched them for a few minutes, taking in every detail. It seemed that every time he looked at them, he discovered something new. Once he snapped out of his small trance, he sat down on his bed, then laid on his back and held his phone above him at an angle. "Now who are you texting?" (Y/n) asked. Katsuki glanced over at them.

"I'm commenting on a stupid TikTok," he replied, continuing to type on his phone. (Y/n) rolled their eyes.

"Have I come up on your For You Page yet?"

"You have TikTok?"

"Well duh, everyone has it." Katsuki scoffed at their response, opening the search bar and typing in "Glitch." He found many results, but that was to be expected.

"You have a lot of impersonators," he noted. (Y/n) nodded in reply, opening their own TikTok and scrolling through some of the notifications on there. Katsuki eventually found a verified account under the username "Y0UR.GL1TCH." He scrolled through some of their recent TikToks, noticing how they rarely showed their face in any of them. (Y/n) cracked a small smile when they heard one of their songs play from Katsuki's phone. "Damn. How many songs have you made?"

"Good question. I think I lost count. Check my YouTube," (Y/n) said, glancing at Katsuki to see how he reacted. Instead of flipping out on them, he opened his YouTube app and searched for their channel.

"Holy shit. Sixty-four songs??"

"Damn is it really that many now?"

"You've been making music for barely a year! How the fuck do you have so many songs out already??"

"Music is my escape," (Y/n) stated simply. Katsuki didn't even argue. He scrolled through some of their songs, taking note of the drastic change between the song genres.

"You went from strictly posting happy and inspiring songs to posting the most fucked up depressing shit suddenly. The fuck happened?" Katsuki asked.

"Everything. Look at the date they were all posted." He clicked on one of the videos and opened the description. All that was written was "Goodbye." and the date that it had been posted read November 9th.

"That... That was on Thursday..." Katsuki said, starting to realize what it meant. The "upload video" screen he had seen on their phone, the sudden change in music, the description...

They had released every song in that new album just before attempting to jump. All of the songs were their notes. Each one described a different reason. Twenty songs. Twenty reasons to jump.

Katsuki needed to understand. He scrolled down a little more to find their first song in the album, turning his volume up a little so he could hear it.

"Good song huh?" (Y/n) said, looking to Katsuki.

"You put a whole ass suicide note into twenty different songs. That's dedication... But... what the fuck happened?? Why this day?? Why so suddenly, without any foreshadowing or anything?"

"There's always foreshadowing, you just gotta know the right places to look," (Y/n) explained vaguely, looking back to their phone.

"Nearly everything you fucking say could be taken as foreshadowing; it creeps me out. You're psychic, or something." (Y/n) said nothing in response. Trying to change the subject, Katsuki brought up a different topic. "Ever tried covering or remixing?"