" Alter Ego "
Akihara Kuroko is my best friend, my only friend. The only one to love me for who I was, other than my parents. He's the usual everyday nice guy. I don't know why but I very vaguely remember, one time, I was utterly disgusted by something he did.
"N/n! Let's go see the gang at the mall! Ririn just texted me!" Kuro said, taking my hand as we walked through the busy streets.
It was about 1:30pm, school wasn't done yet. I assume our friends were skipping the rest of the classes. Strange, I don't remember having friends other than Kuro. My gaze followed his hand, loosely intertwined in mine. I was walking on the right side, he said he'd walk on the left so that in case something happened, I would at least be in a safer position.
Frowning, I held his hand tighter and pulled him a little closer to my side. He stopped in his tracks to look at me with a questioning and worried look.
"N/n," he said with a soft voice, "If you really aren't feeling well, I'll cancel us going to the mall. I'll just stay at your place and spend some time with you."
I shook my head and just held him tighter. "Ah." He realized what I wanted and proceeded to pat my head, though I was shocked when he pinched my cheek.
"Look who's being needy today!" Kuro teased and laughed, his voice was incredibly soothing.
Well, he did want to be a musician or a singer one day so this is probably what he was going for. If he became successful, I wonder if he'd still remember me. I wonder if we can still be friends? Well, I don't really need to think of those silly questions anymore. After all, neither of us made it that long.
My eyes widened, what did I just think..?
Nevertheless, I did my best to act normal and continued walking with Kuro despite the anxiety slowly building up inside of me. Shortly after, we arrived at the mall. We squeezed through the rowdy area and went inside. For a weekday, there were plenty of people, some even students, delinquents most like likely. Kuro and I were wearing a uniform too however I don't remember putting it on.
"Kuro-kun— ah L/n."
Looking towards the girl who said that, I saw an incredibly pretty person. She wore pink lip gloss, a slight blush, black eyeliner, and reddish eye shadow, making her black eyes pop out. Her jet black hair was tied to twin braids and she had plenty of accessories, which would definitely look better if she wasn't wearing a school uniform.
"Maya!" Kuro's hands accidentally slipped from my fingers, my breath hitched,and the world around me, cracked.
"AAAAAAHHHH!! WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY?!?!"
I could see the silhouette of a girl breaking everything in sight. At one point, she grabbed a knife and tried to stab her neck, but something always seemed to stop her from continuing. She then hit her back on a table and a glass vase full of roses fell. The fallen petals floating peacefully on the crimson liquid on the clear white floor.
SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. why . SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH.
SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH. SELFISH.
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To Rewrite the Stars of Fate 【ᵏⁱᵐᵉᵗˢᵘ ⁿᵒ ʸᵃⁱᵇᵃ】
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