[🌌] Love Is A Day.

I will be able to find some enjoyment in life.

I was never someone who was focused, I couldn't pay attention in private classes, I couldn't pay attention to the scolding my parents always gave me for some silly reasons, i think this made my parents a little mad at me but, I don't think they really care.

I liked braiding my hair, mom and dad told me to do that, I felt a tone of irony in their voice but I did it anyway, it worked.

I don't think my relatives care about me after all, they didn't care when my colleagues called me strange and bullied me, they didn't care when my uncle did bad acts, they didn't care when I got hurt.

I started cutting myself when I was 7 years old, it was something I did in a moment of desperation, but I was happy that I was able to focus on something by doing it. - I started wanting to kill myself when I was 10. Anyway, I didn't see any meaning in life, everything seemed strange and empty, especially me. I've never been someone likeable, my teeth are strange, I repeat words and i like weird things. Why would I stay alive? What's the point of continuing to survive? These are questions that I couldn't find the answer to, but I was afraid, I always went over that bridge when I came home, and I thought; Why don't I jump? The answer is, I'm afraid of what will happen, maybe death will be even more boring, and it will hurt when I throw myself. But would anyone care? I always thought about it.. People crying and caring about me seems comforting, it's a selfish thought, but it brings me some happiness.

I had some nasty nicknames at school, I had a friend, but I preferred not to talk to him much because I don't want him to be weird like me. Although, I like strange people like me...

It was another boring day, but I saw some kids shouting and celebrating, I was curious about that, they were playing football. I liked watching it on TV but I've never seen a match in person, Anyway, my eyes only focused on the boy with blue eyes and black hair, it looks like he scored a goal; The view I had was incredible... Everyone else was just like wooden dolls to me, but he seemed special... I wonder if he would think the same about me? Probably no.

I always went to watch his match's, I dragged my friend along, he didn't seem that excited, I think he preferred playing than watching. Someday, i was able do talk with him, he seems kind;
I asked his name, it's "Isagi Yoichi" then he asked my name and i told him that my name is "Kurona Ranze", I stuttered a little, embarrassing, embarrassing... But it's a win i guess...

I hope we talk more, Yoichi.

A/N: English isn't my First language so sorry if there's any errors! I also write this at night so it's not so good, i will update this later, and it's also a IsKr(kurona's P.O.V) fanfic! Feel free for any suggestions for the plot.