I have met so many new people after coming to nrc. I've helped so many more as well but no one will help me. I feel this metaphoric rope tighten around my neck a little every day. It won't stop no matter how many people I help it never loseins up. It's almost like someone chose me to feel the most miserable. I can't tell anyone about this because they already have too much to worry about. Thay have to get better. I don't need help there because their problems are worse than mine. So I keep feeling the rope tighten. I shouldn't burden people who are already burdened.
One day the rope stopped. That invisible nuse stopped tightening around my neck. Because it was no longer invisible. Standing on the chair I smiled, no one will have to worry about my problem now. If I just die they won't have to worry about my problem. They can focus on themselves.
"Negh henchman what are you doing?" Looking back at grimm I stopped. "Nothing, what's the matter grim?" I said with a faked cheerful tone. I think Grimm noticed it was fake. "N-nothing let's go to class henchmen I need to become the best soricer after all." smiling at him I said "Ok grimm" and so i moved my head out of that nuse. Stepping down for the chair. One more day then that invisible rope fell over my head once more. Tightening to a suffocating amount. The day went by quickly nothing remarkable happened for once. At lunch I sat down with Ace and Duce as always. My smile faltered for a second. I think they noticed "hay sayori are you doing ok?" duce asked "ya why are you worried about me?" my cheerful tone felt like it was going to explode my vocal cords, the nuse tightening more. "You... seem... off..." "I'm fine, really stop worrying about me." my voice wipers at the end.
"Henchmen, is this about this morning?" my face dropped. "No" my voice was full of dread the two quickly caught onto that. "Grimm, what happened to sayori." Ace said he had stayed silent about the discussion till now. "Henchmen had something around their neck and were standing on a chair." my eyes went wide. Why did he say that? The two immediately wiped their heads to me "sayori you didn't try to please tell me grimm is wrong and it was something else not why how." tiers fell from my eyes. "Why did you tell them grimm" gripping my uniform I ran away ran as far away as my legs could carry me. The bell rang signaling that lunch had ended.
I sat there all day in that spot. The nuse was now crushing my neck. Crying and crying made them worry about me, someone without magic without a will to live, someone who knew way too much. All because she knew the same thing and I could do what she did to me last time. Instead of her I can do it to myself. Someone tapped my shoulder.
"Hay sayori it's me your president" looking up i saw monika "your just going to waste your time president. Can you delete me? I don't think I can do it myself, not after their looks." monika then started to glitch "Ah I'm sorry s om s v er o r c o nec ts on."
"what don't go!" trying to grab the gilching form she was left looking at all of the people she didn't want to see. "Sayori are you ok" the small red haired teen asked her. "Tell us that what those first years said was a joke." you could hear the heartbreak. "N-no stop it... stop worrying about me now." she held her head "po- sayori you all helped us and sure some of us are still recovering... but we would've never gotten to this point without you helping us." Vil told her in a surprisingly gentle tone Holding her shoulders, tears fell from her face "your problems are worse than mine!" "sayori how long have you felt like this... I can only hope not for long." turning away from the dorm leaders she hangs her head low. "I felt like this even before I came here." some gasped, some gave her pitying looks. "It's not like i overboted so why are you worried?" she let her arms hang at her sides now. "No it's not like you overbolted a herbivore like you couldn't ever, but It's worse than that! If you don't want us to worry then don't pull stunts like this, it's a pain." she looked at them "that doesn't help I know too much already. I wasn't even meant to be here." she gripped the grass around her. "child of man-" she cut off the tall male's sentence "EVERYTHING IS A LIE. were in a video game were not real!" "Child of man do you hear yourself. you're here and are feeling sad. I'm here worried about my first human friend." holding her head she felt as if her head was about to fall off.
"c-ca n" a female voice spoke out. "Can you hear me?" a glitch appeared beside sayori it was a glitch then a human. "Ah the connection's back" turning away from the group of males she crouched to sayori. "You know everyone misses you right sayori. Both Nasuki and Yuri are worried about you-." the figure didn't get that long before she was interrupted. "Who are you and what do you have to do with sayori!" turning back to face the boys she straightened her uniform "who i am doesn't matter call me whatever you wish. I am the reason why sayori is like this. I guess for my actions you can give me a name." Without thinking someone blerated out an insult "how about freak then" nodding she smiled "freak it is then ok it's nice to meet you all I'm freak" that smile not leaving the girl's face "sayori was always a tad bit sad, but due to me messing with her likeability I made her full on depressed. It's only when I deleted her did I start going mad with power." letting what she told them sink in she was finally given a reply. "I think I can confidently say for all of us. What in the sevens are you talking about?" placing the palm of her hand on her head she shook her head. "What she told you was true-" pausing for dramatic effect she prepared her answer with a a clam and calculated face. finally she told them
"Nothing is real."
hope this one shot inspires you some to write something. I had fun with this one it has the subtlety of a brick!
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twst x ddlc lets all be happy
Fanfictiontw: suicide ,depression post cannon sayori takes mc's place in twst this is a oneshot.