Dropped in the world of Karneval

The Accident

I own nothing but some of the plot and my OC. ENJOY!~

It was just a normal day in my quiet little city. Sighing, I continued walking up the hill to my school. Today was Friday and everyone's tired of school. I'm currently a sophomore in high school. Reaching the front doors, someone rushed past me.

"Sorry!" He yelled over his shoulder and stopped when he saw it was me. "Sara!"

I was soon engulfed into a bear hug and dragged inside the school by my best friend, Kirito. His long-ish brown hair tickled my nose as he ran, taking me with him.

"Dude, what are you doing?" He finally set me down near some other boys.

Giving me a goofy grin, he just talked to the guys. Totally ignoring me. I sighed once again and read some manga. Reading Karneval always cheers me up. I mean, Yogi and Nai are adorable and Gareki is so cute!

The rest of the school day went by in a blur as I ignored most classes. Kirito and I were walking on the sidewalk to my house when we heard screaming from behind us. A car sped down the road, swerving and headed straight for Kirito. Not taking the chance to think, I pushed him out of the way and felt the harsh impact of the car.

"SARA!" Is all I heard as I flew.

I landed on the ground with a sickening crack and I could feel a wet substance surrounding my body. Through my half-lidded eyes, I saw multiple pairs of shoes running towards me as darkness slowly consumed me. The last thing I saw was Kirito's bright blue tear-filled eyes and his soft lips yelling something, but before I could catch what he said, the darkness got me.

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I opened my eyes to see pitch black yet again. There was nothing but black all around. It was so dark, I couldn't see my own hand. My voice was lost in the abyss and I sat in the dark silence. Nothing had happened for a while but then a small white light appeared. The light came closer and eventually, I had to shut my eyes due to the brightness. I felt a cold ground underneath my side as I woke up on some sort of sidewalk. Did I really die? I slowly sat up, my long orange-ish red hair falling in place as my eyes darted around and stopped on the three people standing above me with questioning looks. Before I fainted, a pair of warm arms caught my slim figure. Then once again, I became friends with the dark.

How was it? Shall I continue?