What I feel right now is indescribable. I'll never be able to put my rage into words.
I move out of the doorway and clench my bag tightly. What was that all about? Doesn't Shuichi love me? If he does, then why is he letting Kaede all over him?
...Well, I shouldn't doubt Shuichi. He would never hurt me. Not on purpose.
Then it's Kaede's fault, right?
That must be it. There's no other explanation...
She's in love with Shuichi, too? You can't let that go...
But am I sure? She may just be overly friendly. I won't jump to conclusions.
When has Kaede ever been friendly? And besides, even if she is just being kind, Shuichi is yours. Nobody but you can touch him like that.
Yes... Shuichi is my guardian angel. I'll protect him from this demon...
"OUMA!"
The loud shout shocks me out of my thoughts. Before I even turn towards the noise, I know who's approaching me. And in seconds, I'm being aggressively shoved against the wall and punched in the face. I drop my lunch from the surprise of the sudden impact.
"I've been looking for you all over. I've gotta teach you a lesson about getting too comfortable with classmates..."
"C-Comfortable?"
"Yeah. You follow Shuichi around like a fuckin' pet," Kaito spits with a poisonous glare. "He's popular and a pretty nice guy. He's just too nice to tell you to back the hell off. So I'm doing it for him."
"He would tell me if he didn't want me around," I mutter. "He isn't a lying, scheming coward like you."
I immediately regret letting that remark slip through my mouth. Kaito grabs me by the collar and slams me into the floor, watching in twisted satisfaction as I feel my head hit the floor.
"Don't you EVER say that again," the taller snarls, digging his heel into my chest. "You're forgetting your place. Just because you think someone gives a fuck about you doesn't mean you can suddenly talk back to me. You're a waste of space. You're not even worth my time. Why should I give you the slightest bit of attention when you'll never be worthy of it?"
My mind goes blank as I slowly lose air. His words... I've heard them before.
"̴̛̤͚̬͆̈́͆̀̿̉͠Ǹ̵̙̥̙̋̽͜o̵̩̓̆͌͊͋̂̌b̷̟͔̉ô̴̖̭̮̩̲͜͜͜d̸̫͕̻̑͐͋̄̾͒͜y̴͓̯͒̓̈́̿͛͝ ̴̝̖̦͕̀̄͝l̶͎͇̩̦͂́i̴̻̩̓̀̔͆̂̎̕ͅķ̶̦̦̜͖̤́ē̵̘͠s̸̯̤͔̽̈́͌ ̶̨̢̱͇̺̓̈͑̑͝y̶̢̢̠̣͕̖͉̽͗̂̇̄͊͜͝o̵̡̡͔̳̟̜̤̞̍͑͗͂͊̚u̷̧̘̣̮̥̕,̵̨̣͙̝̝̼̺̳́ ̷̛̰̦̜͉̻͓͇̤͒̓̇̇Ḱ̴̨͖͔̰͚̇̽͌͐̕͜ǫ̸̻̰̺͈̰̱̙̓̄͑̾͝k̷̠̩͔͊̆͘ͅi̷̺̾̏̍c̶̨̲̤͖͌͒̇̈̑̕̕ḣ̸̨̻̳͙̞̱̲̤̒̈͒̑i̷̘̫̬͔͍̞̮͂́̾͝.̸̦͉͔̹͎̥̓̑̈́͌̉̆̑̌ͅ ̶̡̢̨͓̳̱͈͓̉͒̉͌͝Y̷̱͚̬̰͍͔̽̒͆̾̍͛͝͝ọ̷̼̭̗̞̍u̵̜̱̥͎͆̔'̵̡̧̱̖̙͆̓̊r̶͍̯̼̻͂̂́ë̶͙̺̫̥́́̔̈̋ ̴̫̺̦͇͌̋͠a̶̡͇͕̰͍̖͖͒͂̾̾̚ͅ ̵͓̻͉̣͈̯̩̐̊̐͒̇̂p̸͕̜̉ͅâ̷̲̦̱͈͌͛͐̂͗͂t̶̠̯͍̐̾ͅh̴̭͈͓̣̝͙̉͂̀͗e̸̜̦̮̐̚t̷͔͍͇̘͙͆̚i̴̧̢̯̞̣̘̟͆̾̀̊͛͒́̋͜c̵͎͕̞͔͚̫̱̘̍͗̅ ̶̢̡̢̗͕͎̮̝̒̉̅͐͠ẅ̴̺̪̤̫͛̉ä̵̢̲̲́͘͜ś̴͓͚̄̆͒̌͐͝t̵̺̠͚̘͎̬͓̟̉̈e̵̢̙͍͍̤̼͈͒́ ̷̨̩͔̦̊̄͒̓̑̿̈́̾ͅö̶͚́f̶̧̼̥̜͚̐̐͆̽̉͌͠ͅͅ ̸̨̞̂̌͛̚s̴͙̟͔̻̮͑̎p̴̨͙̰̫̫̫̮̽͆̒̃̈́a̷̺̖̞̪͌̌̀̇c̸͚̣͙̯̰̳̥̑͂̂͘e̴̢̧̩̗̦̤͈͌̐̈́ͅ.̷̛͙̜̺̟̥̥̰̓ ̴͓͕͓̝͈͎̐̆͌̅̌͝͝"̵͇̭̩͎̻̌͊
W-Why does this feel so... familiar?
"̵͔͕̠͚̍W̴̧̤̏̔̄h̵̢̟͒̈́̍̕o̶̠̲͓̽ ̴̝̦̪̂̕ͅw̴̨̰̯̙̔̈͜o̷̡͕̺̹̟͒̒͋̉̕u̴̹̼̺̘͂͝ļ̷̟̺͙̞̓͗͠d̴̡̦̝͕̻͊̄ ̸̧͍̺͊͗̈́ś̷͙̪͍͎̦̋̑́͘p̶̨̦̜͉͒̔̒̽ͅe̷̮̞̓̄̂̓̊ņ̴͎̦͍̔́d̴̲̯̠͒́͒ ̶̝̪̣͊͊t̶͔̗̳͐͂̽́h̷̭̣̙͋̎͆ę̵͎̭̦̦̓̇͒̀̈́ï̴̡͚̯̦̤̈̿̓̓r̵͕̂͆͆̂̎ ̸̟͓̤̦̐͗̃͛͋'̶̢͓̩͐̚p̸̹̗̬̰̔͠͠r̶̡̻͍͊͋͌̕ĕ̶͓͘c̵̨̨̤͌́́̀̚͜ị̴͕̦͇̻̽ò̶̻̥̻͘ȕ̸͕̒͜͠s̶̜͖͊ ̵̹͇̩̲̿̈́̀̈́t̷̛̼̹͒i̴̢̬͂͋̆͑ḿ̵̡̟͓̠͋͆̾̎ĕ̵̡̩̫̭̿̌͛'̴̻̟̏̉̉͑̈́ ̸̱̓̍̃͘w̷̠̜̐̐̓ì̷̱͉͉̥͍͂͛̋͊t̴͖̣̃̐h̸̦̝̼͑͌̐ ̷̖̅̏͘͜͜ą̷͇͝ǹ̵̲̩̥̕̕ ̷̳̗̠͚̿̐à̷̛̳ḅ̶̘̻̜͎̊́͋̅š̴̡͎̟̌͐̀ỏ̷̯̜̬̈͂͛l̶̢̘̙̖̰̈́̈́̅͘ů̷͙̲̀t̸͓̓̒͌̃ͅe̸̪̲̯̠͆̈̏ ̶̬̠̰̠̓̀̍̈́ͅf̸̫͋͐̋͝ụ̶̠̀̀͋́͘c̸͎̮̽͂k̵̢͚͙͔̚͝į̸̠̖̩͊̊̊̋ń̴̜ǵ̶̹̫͛ ̶̟͍̞̻̦́̑̀ñ̵̫̪̫ǫ̶̨͉̥̫̾b̸͙̖̀͑o̴̞̘͔̰̦͋̌̀̚d̵̳̯̝̙̮̃́̾̒y̷̞͒̅̉̽͑ ̷͔̎̚ͅl̸̖̭̭͚͛͘ḯ̵̀͒ͅk̶̪̗̤͍̏̿ͅé̸̲̥͙ ̴̘̱̍ý̶̦̬̀͐̕͜͝o̴͇̦̍͆̍͝u̶̯͒͂̓?̸̳͒͌̂ ̷̢̻́̏̆I̵͇͖̩̔ ̴̙͔̮̬̔k̶͔̖͕̒͌̅͘ñ̷̠͚̎͝o̷̢͝͝ẃ̶̢̯̮̔̍ ̸͍̈́̋I̶̢͐̈́ ̷̗̦̼̊̃̈̃͂w̵͙̝̽͜o̶̠̮͌͌u̵̱̟̭͑̓̾̔̚l̵͖̏d̷̥̮̮͓̟̉͊ṋ̶̛̱͙̲̿̔̕'̷̟͍̼̊̓̊̚͝t̶̨̜̱̪̤̉̾̆.̴̢̗̃
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The Cherubic of Kokichi Ouma // Pregame Saiouma Halloween Special 2022
FanfictionKokichi Ouma was never really well-liked, and he has no idea why. He's smart, nice to everyone, and not bad-looking in the slightest. He endures harsh bullying for reasons he can't understand... no matter how hard he tries to. A new school year mean...
