Supernova (Tsukasa Tenma Angst)

Wish.

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It's been a week since... You know, happened.

Tsukasa's never been quieter.

He hasn't attended practice.

He hasn't come in contact with anyone from his troupe.

If you could consider him still apart of it.

Maybe they forgot about what happened.

No way, if they did, then they would've reached out to Tsukasa!

He wants to apologize, but do they even wanna see his face?

Probably not. Tsukasa came to that conclusion.

Of course they didn't wanna see him.

If what he did was so bad that he wasn't worthy to become a star anymore, then of course no one would like him.

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"...? What time is it..." The sound of an alarm going off invaded his ears. His eyes shot open, and he immediately closed the alarm. "Finally, a weekend! Wahaha!" He was energetic at home, unlike at school. No one really liked him at school, he knew.

He wish he had known sooner.

He wish he didn't have to be oblivious to what others thought of him.

He wish he had been informed ahead of time so that he could improve.

Can he still improve even though he's been thought of that way for so long?

Was he beyond improvement?

Is that why he wasn't worthy anymore?

Tsukasa's mind was like a train going at full speed, rushing through the tracks with no stop, soon to turn into a trainwreck. He was being eaten up by his thoughts.

It's been like this for awhile. Ever since he lashed out at Nene.

He wish it would stop.

Tsukasa shook his head, "No time to be thinking of these unimportant things! I must take a shower so that I don't waste anytime lazying around!" He quickly got rid of his thoughts and went to the bathroom. He turned to his reflection on the mirror. He had eyebags and his hair was a literal mess.

Since when did he look like this?

Was this what Tsukasa really looked like now?

"That's ME?!" The boy exclaimed out of shock, trying to fix his hair. "No, I can't look like this! A star can't-..." He cut himself off. Since when did it feel so wrong to call himself a star?

"A star can't go around looking like this."

He finished showering.

He brushed his teeth.

He went back to his room to put his clothes on.

He brushed his hair.

He went to eat breakfast.

He washed the dishes.

Why was it so... Boring? Everything he was doing was so.. Boring.

"Ugh, I wanna do something... Maybe I'll go out! Yeah, that's it!" Tsukasa was so lost in thought that he accidentally broke a plate, dropping it in the sink. It shattered.

It shattered just like his heart did that day.

"Oh, shit!"

One of the shards of glass from the plate cut through his hand and he was left with a small cut, the crimson liquid that came from his body slowly started to evacuate from the opening.