The Silent Angel

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  What is fear? What is love?
How thick is the line in between the two?

That deadly line I shouldn't have crossed, or should I? This racing in my chest, is it from fear or love?
The drifting snowfall was so silent, and yet, it could have been yelling at that moment. Darkness had already seeped into the real world, so what do I do now?

I couldn't peel my eyes away from the shattered glass, littering the ground. It seemed to fit right in with the destroyed world. The city, the school, that began it all.
With a heavy sigh, I reached through the broken window of the simple toy shop. I could only imagine the beautiful dolls that used to stand display inside. Some toys still remained inside the window, and after wiping some glass off the body, I pulled out a smiling girl with curled golden locks. "This could have become someone's precious toy." I muttered to myself, holding the doll close.
The streets were abandoned, the cold of the winter was already nipping at my skin. It was already too late for me though, because I couldn't make it before the evacuations, but that's okay. I was raised in this city, a city with now crumbled buildings and rubble stacked high. The occasional fire would sweep across the streets until it hit something that wouldn't burn and eventually died out. But luckily with the winter also brought a temperature too cold for it to burn.
Food was scarce in this land, but not impossible to find if I looked in the right places. In the center of the disaster was the source; A school.
A school called Hope's Peak. It was supposed to be the hope of the world, but was the beginning of it all.
I remember the day it happened, when the city fell to the dogs.
I couldn't remember being more scared, staring at my window as people wrecked the street. I was too scared to open the door and run, even when my home was broken into, I just... Hid.
I lost everything that day. My home, my city, my family, I escaped with my life but at what cost?
The day after, I was looking at all the destruction that happened, and the silence that was now stealing the once lively city. I saw... I didn't know what I saw at first, actually.
I gave the doll a squeeze and began walking down the sidewalk.
I saw a person, for sure. I tried to follow him that day, and attempted to ask for help. He had stopped and looked at me with those ruby red eyes. I wasn't sure if he was a good guy, or bad though. The piercing gaze he had given me, the almost bored frown, but he nod, and let me follow him around. Without a word, I had joined him in exploring the city. When I asked about it, he claimed to be looking for survivors, so he must be a good guy, right?
Through all this rubble, I still knew my way around, and I knew where I was going. Upon asking for his name, his voice was soft, almost like he was unsure.
"Izuru Kamukura."
He didn't say any more on the topic.
The hideout was just around here, which Izuru lets me stay at with him. Even though we're almost always together, he never says a word about himself, and almost speaks in riddles when he bothers to speak at all.
Even still, I didn't know anything about him. The store I was encroaching upon had a door that had been kicked in. Almost everything had been gut out when we found it, but Izuru had found a secret underground room that had supplies and was big enough to live in. I stepped over the rubble in front of the doorway and entered the base. It wasn't any warmer inside the building than out, but that was to be expected.
Entering the back room, I pulled up the hatch and slowly descended down the stairs. The air was thick and it smelled of rotting wood. "Hey, i'm back." I called out, closing the hatch behind me.
It was dark, but I could see the figure sitting in the corner, staring off into space. He blinked, red eyes shining against the darkness. He didn't even have to ask for me to understand what he wanted.
"Sorry. I couldn't find any food." Shaking my head, I set the doll on the ground. "At least we still have some cans left so we'll be able to get by for a little longer." Kneeling beside him, I brushed his long hair out of his face. Izuru didn't care about it at all, but it was more so comforting to me. "Have you been sitting here the whole time? There's nobody around anymore, so we should be safe to explore and maybe find another hideout, right?"
He shook his head, shrugging my hand off before slowly standing. "We stay here." Izuru muttered without an explanation. I let out a sigh as his eyes locked onto the doll. He picked it up swiftly and started to look over it intently like there was some sort of secret to be found.
"I just thought it was something fun to keep around. You don't see many things in good shape any more." I started to explain. I heard Izuru release a somewhat bothered sigh and set the doll back down. "You're more trouble than it's worth." He spoke a little bit quieter like it wasn't supposed to be heard. "How is it out there?"
"Oh." I remembered all the things I had seen. I had been patrolling around but I only see the same things everyday. "Nothing changed much. The fires seem to be going down with the winter air though." I finished and crossed my arms. "The first winter here. It's going to be harder to find food and warmth. Is there any way to get out of the city?"
"No." He answered without hesitation. "No survivors, no transportation, all exits blocked. No way out." Izuru began to go up the stairs. I followed behind slowly as he lifted up the hatch and crawled out. Even when he never speaks about himself, i've come to my own conclusions already. Izuru wore a Hope's Peak uniform, so he must have been one of the students.
I wish he would tell me more about himself, but even if I didn't know, Izuru had never hurt me, or shown any signs he planned too. I... Trust him.
When he was standing, I followed him out and closed the hatch. "What are you doing? It's getting colder now, so we should be inside. We can keep looking tomorrow so-"
"Blankets." I found myself being interrupted. "You said it yourself. It is growing colder, and i'm not interested in freezing at night. Come along if you feel like it." The boy strode away, his long black hair waving behind him. Of course I was going to go along! I hurried to his side and kept the pace he was walking. "Do you think we'll find any? I mean, it's been pretty warm up until now so we didn't have to worry before. But now..."
"We will search houses. It is the most logical place." His eyes were straight ahead and his goal was absolute, so there was no stopping him but it still felt a little sad to go into abandoned houses. Families used to live there, with their pets, and loving children. Most people probably cooked a nice warm dinner every night and laughed at the table at the end of the day. And now?
Nothing but a memory.
I guess it was good I was with Izuru though. I didn't have the heart to search homes for supplies, but he did what had to be done to survive, as long as it never hurt someone else. They were all abandoned, at least.

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