✓ | Kazutora & Takemichi | I'll die if you don't die with me.

I'll die if you don't die with me.

Takemichi is suicidal, everyone knew that.

He wasn't proud of it either does he try to hide it.

He has no energy to worry about what his friends or other people think.

His arms either in bandages or covered with long sleeves, Takemichi lets out a depressing aura.

And for some reason, some people thought of him as cool.

Takemichi found his 'admirers' weird, he never liked them.

He never wanted to be suicidal, maybe if life was kind to him he would've been happy.

Because of these strange people having some sort of 'admiring' thing going on, some girls started to even ask him on dates.

Well, Takemichi flat out rejected them.

Not because he hates them or anything, he just didn't want his partner to end up like the last one.

His last partner was considered as some sort of lucky person that was able to date him.

Takemichi thought otherwise, he thinks Hinata Tachibana is the unluckiest girl ever.

Why? Because she fell in love with Takemichi.

Takemichi loved Hina, Hina loved him more than anything.

But love can give happiness and sadness, and unfortunately...

The world decided to give them sadness.

To Hinata's eyes, Takemichi is a kind person.

She was there in all of Takemichi's suicide attempts. She stopped all of it, all by herself.

Hinata is amazing.

No one could ever replace her.

"Aren't you tired Hina? Why do you still love me?" Takemichi would ask after being saved from a suicide attempt by his own girlfriend.

Hina would only smile.

"Takemichi-kun, you're doing this not because you want to die. You're doing this because you can't find a purpose in life." Hina says as she would wrap Takemichi's bleeding arms with bandages and treat them.

"One day... you'll find happiness." Hina says in a low tone as she kissed Takemichi's now clean bandaged arm.

Takemichi's cheeks showed a faint blush.

Hina is amazing.

She never got tired of him.

Then that day came...

Takemichi decided to end it once and for all.

He's now on top of a building looking at the night sky as he exhaled the cold breath he was holding.

He took his shoes off and slowly walked towards the edge, looking down the shimmering car lights zooming past each other.

The city of Tokyo is beautiful, Takemichi could only think.

He recalled his regrets, which there were none.

Takemichi Hanagaki has nothing, he's completely empty.

No purpose on living this life, he wants to end it.

"I guess it's time..." Takemichi muttered as he started to walk closer onto the edge as the cold wind of night made his hair sway.

He removed his bandages, his scarred arms getting exposed. Takemichi shivered at the touch of wind.

He gripped his used bandages as he stared at it.