[Old] Never let go, Never Runaway (Oumasai)

I Can't Handle Change

TW: SUICIDE

I didn't know what to do. Junko is gonna out us in a matter of possibly seconds, heck people could be talking about us now.

I just remained in my spot on my tree. Hopefully Enoshima wouldn't send anyone over here to bully me.

What about Shuichi though...? Is he ok?

The bell rung. It was time for 5th hour.

I began to walk up to the opening of the school.

Once I opened the door, I could just feel something was up.

Everyone either gave me a sympathetic look or they looked grossed out.

I got to my locker.

"Ouma is it true?" Asked Iruma.

Oh shit

"What?" I asked, trying to play dumb. I knew what she was about to ask.

"Are you a faggot?" She asked.

I shook my head. "No?" I said.

"Oh well, everyone's talking about it." She said with a smirk.

"Huh?" I asked "Iruma, aren't you gay yourself? I thought you and Kaede were a thing."

She shook her head. "Nope, we broke up."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

I walked into the classroom. Angie approached me. "Atua said you were gay!"

"Auta or Enoshima?" I asked under my breath.

I sat down. My throat clenched.

I put my head on my desk. I wanted to go home and just sleep. Sleep forever. But that's not possible.

Or is it?

Maybe I should try again.

Hmm... I should plan this out.. Maybe I could write my note now and I can just go die when I get home! Yeah!

I opened my sketchbook. This would be the last thing I'd ever use it for.

Things have gotten way too bad.

To whoever finds this. Thanks for checking on me. I'm probably dead right now lol. I'm sorry. I really can't handle things anymore. Everything just got out of hand. I'm getting bullied constantly, and I feel like no one cares about me. I think this is the end.

bye

I closed the book. I'm done now.

I peacefully sat down. Nothing could bother me anymore.

**

It was the end of 7th hour. I got called slurs by almost everyone. I almost started crying but I didn't.

I was at my locker ready to go home.

This was my last chance to talk with my beloved.

He was at his locker getting his stuff.

I tapped him on the back.

"Oh uh hi." He said awkwardly.

"Hey," I said before pulling him into a tight hug.

"I'll see you later, Shumai. Love ya." I whispered the last part. If I'm going out I might as well go out with a bang.

I started to scream, "YES GUYS THE RUMORS ARE TRUE IM THE GAYEST FAGGOT ON THE PLANET." 

I walked out of the building with everyone's eyes on me.

I began on the sidewalk. I ran on the concrete to get home.

I opened the door.

No one was home though. There was a note on the table.

Hey I had to run some errands

Ill be home at 7

"Perfect." I said to myself.

I began to the bathroom.

I poured myself a bath.

I took off my clothes.

I grabbed the razor and the page in my sketchbook.

"This is goodbye." I placed the page on the counter.

I got into the bathtub. I began making huge slices on my now thinned wrist.

The water started turning a pink color.

I began to blackout.

"Bye," I said with my last bit of energy.

And that was the end of Kokichi Ouma.

or, that's what he thought.

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A/N: I HOPED YOU LIKED MY STORY 1!1!1! this took like a while to write but here. and no this s not the end

Song recommendation: I can't handle change by Roar