As I ran towards Haruze I felt a flash of memories hit my vision. When we were young.. he was the only one I had.. when I left for America we lost contact and then we never. Was Haruze the one on the phone? Was he the one stalking me? I don't know.. but I found him again.
"HARUZE! I F-"
My words were cut off to a punch to the face. I was on the floor with blood leaking out of my mouth as if a pouring river was in place of it.
"ARI!" I heard from Josuke.. I forgot he was following me.
"Are you okay?!"
"I-I'm fine.."
What as up with him.. I know I left for a long time, almost a decade but why would he just bitch punch me like that..
"You left for so long.. you fucking asshole." I heard Haruze Mutter in almost a whisper. His dark eyes managed to glow darker as he looked towards my direction.
"And I-I'm sorry for that.." I stuttered as I wiped the blood dripping down my mouth. My mouth tasted like iron... a horrible taste.
This isn't the same boy I remembered...
"Ari.. I think we should get away from him.. he seems.."
"Off.. I think you're right Josuke..."
As I slowly got up and walked away from the scene.. I heard something shooting towards something. Almost as if...
"HARUZE LOOK OUT!"
His throat was being carved out with an arrow... the same one that almost took my life away.
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Morioh. The town that ruined me.
Mystery / Thriller16 year old: Arihiko Ayato goes on a trip for his freshman year. He discovers many things about this small innocent town, Morioh. Little did he know that disasters would appear at every turn he took. Arrows..death...even a new strange ability. 🏃 it...
