Chapter 11: The Final Curtain

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Okay so before you proceed I want to clear something up.
In Game Tsukasa's room looks like this:

It has no walls on the left, only a fence

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It has no walls on the left, only a fence.
In this story we're going to pretend that Tsukasa's room has all four walls and a door.

(Off topic but why is Tsukasa's bed positioned like that-
Like... bro is going to wake up and be greeted by the sun blinding him)

Also I think I'm going to switch things up this chapter!
Instead of using things like: "Tsukasa was" or "He is" I'll be using things like: "I was" or "I am"

TW: $uicide, blood

Tsukasa Pov
7:30pm

All the preparations were done there was just one thing left to do.
My parents are working late and Saki is going to be hanging out with Ichika and the others after practice. I don't have to go to PXL today either.
That makes right now the perfect time to leave.

Before leaving I made sure to check that I had properly addressed the letters before neatly stacking them on my desk.

It was cold outside.
It usually snows in December but this year it started snowing in November.
I could hear my footsteps crunching in the snow as I made my way down a familiar path.
If I went right then I would be at PXL if I continued straight then I would get to my destination.
Maybe I should visit Wonderstage one last time...
...
No there'd be no point in doing that.

Eventually I made it to my destination.
A nice high bridge in a secluded area.
I walked to the center of the bridge before stopping.
From what I could see the river beneath it was frozen.
There was pure white snow resting on top of it.
Soon it would be red.
I climbed the railing and stood on the edge for a bit.

Do you really want to do this?
Yes.
You're going to make people sad.
No I won't. Nobody would care.
Stupid coward.
I know.

And just like that, I was falling.
Then the memories came flooding in.

Then the memories came flooding in

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