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your p.o.v.

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Karma and I reached outside the building, honestly, there were still visible pains in my body, and never felt this numb before. Maybe Asano really did go rougher this time. "Y/N?" He asked me worriedly noticing I was falling behind him. "Hmm?" I asked lazily. My head was filled with fuzziness and I was confused on rather continuing to walk or just spend the hour outside the campus. "You don't look good," he worriedly reckoned. "I'm fine, please... do not worry," I shook my head. That's what I remembered.

. . .

Everything started to black out, I felt my body getting heavier and any moment, I can just drowse to sleep. Before Karma could even interrupt my explanation, I fell on my spot as if my soul already got detached off my body. I was unaware of what happened, but this day recorded me being too fuzzy.

timecheck: karma's residence, 3:30 PM

karma's p.o.v.

I shouldn't have sent her here, she's unaware and I don't even know what is wrong with her body. Her body laying onto the guess bedroom while I stare at her peaceful face. That's when her eyebrows wiggled that made me have hope that she'll wake up. "You're awake..." I reckon as I hid my phone in my pockets and looked at her as she raises her body. "What happened?" She asked in a confused tone staring weirdly at the room. "You black out while I was saying something, and I don't know where the hell do you live," I roll my eyes secretly. "God, why did you let me live?" She glared at me. "Jeez, woman, you expect me to leave you blacked out on the streets like that?" I asked her sarcastically. "Not to mention, you've tried three suicidal attempts with me as a witness," I point out. "You can't blame me, you're lucky you never had these thoughts," she glared at me back. Then started tearing up.

Why does she need to cry in front of me, can't she hold it in for just a second?

"Stop that—" before I could finish, she was already sniffing and her eyes were flooding tears. Not this drama, again. "Why can't I do God's job and kill myself instead? Why... out of all lives, He made me live in this state?!" She cried hiding her face. "I can't tell my parents, I can't tell a friend... I can't tell no one...!" She curses. "You can always tell me these things," I try to calm her down. "These things? What can you contribute? More lecture?" She bluntly asked, leaving me speechless. "Why... can't... t-t-they just kill me?!" She cries harder on the pillow. "Y/N, calm down..." I tell her. Honestly, I didn't know consoling someone can be this difficult. "Shut up, Karma... don't you dare give me lectures again," she continued. "Just—" I raise her head and took a facial tissue from the drawers and wiped her face with it. She was staring at me blankly as the puffiness of her eyes was still visible. I cup her cheeks making her face me. And made her listen. "Tell me, Y/N... I'm not going to judge you, tell me..." I pat her head while she wiped her eyes to stare at me blankly, again. "Don't you flick my head again," she curses as she hiccups. "I won't," I shook my head as I directly looked af her. "I'm tired, I don't wanna... talk about it," she yawns while glaring at me. "Why are you even glaring at me? Practically I did you a favor by not leaving you half-dead by the streets." I stare at her again. "I have to go—oh shit," she curses once she saw heavy rain drops and a thunder stroke after the lightning. I saw her flinch a little but continued cursing underneath her breath. "Shit shit shit...!" Y/N murmurs but I can hear everything but I stared at her weirdly. "What...?!" She catches me staring.