Warufuzake

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A girl inside a room grabs a pen and paper and sits down on the ground. She pauses for a second and then writes on the paper.

  Were you not serious with me?

Then she sits down on her comfortable chair. She lets out a little laugh, looks at the rope she prepared that hangs from the ceiling. She mutters to herself: "How laughable."

As she starts thinking of the past she remembers how she used to extoll romantic things. Felt so weird to her now.

Then she remembered her disappointment, how she turned out to be not his sweet love but just one of his friends. She weeps on her chair silently, noticing that too late.


"Look at how she pretends to be a victim." She says to herself. Was she really pretending to be a victim?

She sighs as she gazes on the rope again. "I've been very selfish." She had thought he cared, or rather forced him to "care" about her. How pathetic, is it not?

She remembers that day when he told her he wasn't inlove with her. Her friends had told her "Alas, this is life." "How deplorable." Not a way to say they're there for her or anything. The girl sighs again, this time angry with her stupid so-called friends.

She gets up and talks to herself "I won't forgive you. I'll also never leave you. You  all shall never  forget about it. You two stupid girls that were meant to be my friend, and you idiot guy!" It seems her intentions of killing herself was a way to teach them a lesson?

She gets flashbacks from the last time she saw him. It was an argument, of course. She had asked him "Did you give me that kiss half in fun? Was I NOTHING to you?"  and what had the guy told her?

"This is 'a tragedy where your love is no match for my love' do you understand?" Was he referring to her not being enough for his love? How horrible of him to dare to say such thing.

The girl silently screams in her room "I'm getting more unhappy! Aaaaaaaaaaaa!" 

The flashbacks however, don't listen to her and continue.
"This is 'a tragedy where your love is no match for my love' do you understand?"
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nd so she had yelled at him "Just leave; I think I'll be giving up on love for a while."

The last sentence she had told him was ironic to her now. Because she had no intention of living "for a while" now. So she said to herself "How laughable." and sat down again. The memories came back to her once more.

She was still yelling at him "...I'll be giving up on love for a while. You know why? I suppose you seduced a girl, me, who's always overly sensitive. And you just didn't have what it takes to care for me!"

She asks her past self, "Can you guess what would happen at the last moment, past me?"  Not even she herself could've known, though. Being prepared to kill herself, what an unexpected ending to her story. She hadn't noticed that so she weeps.

Suddenly having an imagery of her falling headfirst with her hanged head, she grows dizzy of her thoughts, though doing so is her intention, she looks at the rope once more.

She mutters to herself "This is the limit of my sanity, what should I do?" She pauses, then talks to herself again, "I'd love to worry over what he did all my life."

She thinks of the past again.
"I won't break your heart as long as you don't tell me to do so, since you're sensitive and sometimes it's okay for you to be hurt.." She thinks to herself now, "What an inconsiderate jerk. Is that what being sensitive means?! It's not. It's not like I could conceal other things he did forever, though."

Once he had told her, "I wish I could be your earrings. You could take me anywhere and you'd always love me, just like I love you so much." She smiles at the thought of his words.

But then remembers it was all fake.

She sits on the ground again, in front of the paper, and she grabs her pen.

She starts writing "This is 'a tragedy where your love is no match for my love' do you understand? It wasn't that I wasn't worthy of your so-called love. You are the jerk that didn't deserve my love! I'll haunt you. You will never be able to forget me."

She yells to herself "You're turning the wrong way!! Forget the past! Forget him! Forget.. Forgetting isn't possible though, is it?" She glares at the rope.

The time has come, she should do it already. Why was it that she was still thinking of the past and writing a suicide note?

She gets up and let's out a scream "AAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" Sounds like she was fed up.

She sings calmly, out of pure... insanity, we should say. "This is 'a.. tragedy. where your love is, no match. for my love' do you understand?"

Always being weary, exhausted like that is an act of her foolishness, of course.

"I've come to a tragic conclusion. It's the usual love after all! There was nothing to glorify about romantic shit. It's the worst. I don't care what happens anymore. I fucking hate it here now. Thanks to that bitchass guy!!!"

She then whispers to herself, "There's no way I could be a his 'love'." as she stands up on the chair.

"In order to be born again..." she hangs herself.

She did it wrong, so now she's gonna slowly suffocate to death on the rope.
She hears his voice in her mind again. "This is 'a tragedy where your love is no match for my love' do you understand?"
Then she panics and thinks "But, but- I STILL WANT TO LIVE!! NO I DON'T WANT TO DIE LIKE THIS. THIS WAS A WRONG CHOICE HOW DO I GET OFF THIS ROPE???" She tries to scream but it was no use.

Realizing she can't get off the rope, she accepts her death and thinks to herself once more, for the last time.

"May you regret this as long as you live."
Still struggling so much, still alive, still suffering. She thinks
"Even at my last moment, I suffered terribly, you idiot."

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