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YUKI TACHIHARA Ft. Kora Nanami
The story of Yuki Tachihara (This story contains sensitive topics that are highly related to the 44 days in hell case that took place in Japan. All condolences!)
➥ˋYuki Tachihara, a middle school student and straight A' student with the looks of a doll. Everyone viewed her as the perfect student and you could either envy her or admire her. Yuki had been used to this kind of treatment ever since she had first started school in elementary, kids surrounding her, begging to eat lunch with her and spend their recesses together.
She knew what to expect each time she walked into the building every time. So when a boy she recognized from her second period class that sat behind her walked up to her as soon as she entered the class offered her a pink envelope with a chocolate rose as means of a love confession, she knew how to handle the situation.
"Ah..I'm sorry.. but my only priority is my education! Please forgive me..", Yuki blankly rejects with a deep bow and handing back the boys gift.
"Y-you mean.. you won't date me?", The boy stammered as he let the shock of rejection sink in.
"Yes.. that is what I'm saying. I do apologize.. Kairo..? Kairo mikami.."
"You-! Alright...sorry for bothering you."
Though his reaction was strange Yuki paid it no mind and carried on with the rest of the day as she normally would. Its wasn't until the next day that she started questioning the boy's reaction to her rejection because she started to notice eyes... watching her every move. From the times where she would walk to her next class to the times where she would go to the restroom. She. Could. Feel. Them.
It wasn't a he or her.. it was multiple people she counted four boys.. and from what she could add up.. Kairos friends. The paranoia of being watched slowly began to sink into Yuki's skin as the carried on towards the end of the school day.
In attempts for asylum, Yuki decides to confront her stalkers head on at the end of the day, at the schools outside court. Yukis treads quickly out to the court and stands in the middle of the court and speaks.
"Following someone without their consent is considered stalking and stalking is illegal! So come out of hiding and tell me why you all are following me!", Yukis confront us steady and stern and she places her foot down, awaiting for her stalkers to show themselves. After a few long seconds four boys creep from around each corner of the court, trapping Yuki in every direction.
Though Yukis booksmarts were truly commendable, she seemed to realize that she hadn't thought this through. Yuki took in each boys person, her eyes scanned over what each boy was wearing and checking for weapons until her gaze lands on Kairo, holding a metal bat behind his back as he approached Yuki, an evil grin plastered across his face. The grin was almost devoid of any human life, the grin he wore was a stretched and uncanny one as if a demon had been possessing him.
"Wh- what is this? D-don't come any closer.. I'm warning you!", Yuki said hurriedly, spinning her body in all four directions as if she could watch the four boys at once. "Grab her..and hold her still", Kairo ordered the other three boys as he continued slowly walking closer.
A panic button that Yukis heart has been itching to push had finally been pushed and she snapped back to reality, she snapped back tk the truth of th matter. The truth of the matter that she needed to run, to get a far away as she possibly could from the othe four. But, alas, a strength far stronger than hers multiplier by two others weighed her to the spot she stood, holding back he will to free herself from the devil's grasp.
She cried and pleaded for help, scream with the hopes that someon would tuch around the corner and save her. Sho looked every which way looking for a shoulder to lean on, a person to call upon. Her gaze darted to every hope og an escape she could find before she caught the silver strife coursing for her frontal.
~~~~✫٭[You have been warned]٭✫~~~~
Black
All I catch is black The smell of mold I plead with every slap I beg for confort in the cold --------------------------------
I bleed with the agony, the will to live has been pounded right out of me. Tears flee as they rip it away, stripping me of my dignity. It hurts everyday as they burn me, cut me, and take me. Take me to a place where not even demons want to go. A place that the angels denounce. The breaking. A mind. Mind loss. Consciousness? Euphoria? Hell? Heaven?
No. None of that. Its love! I understand now! He did this all because he loves me! Silly me, I finally understand now! Thats what love is haha!
Wait. No. Don't leave me. I've been good. Oh? You've come back! I thought you'd never come back! Water? For me? Thank you so much! I can believe it!
The poison spread through Yukis body, fading her last string of consciousness.
Now, The poison was supposed to kill Yuki, especially with such a weak and this body. Even to this day Yuki isn't sure how she survived, all she knows is that she awoke on a soft bed, fully dressed, clean, and, for the first time in a while, not in pain.
Yuki sits up, wincing with every movement, fully aware of the scars covering her body.
Yukis attention is directed towards a door opening across from the bed she sat on.
"Oh you're awake... don't worry. Those bastards are dead and rotting now.."
"Who- .... Did you kill them?"
"Actually, you did.. When I found you.. you were passed out with poison in your system.. and four dead boys with their hearts.. ahem.. ripped out."
Yuki had killed someone? Her? There's no way she would have believed this if you had told her this to her in the past.
The mysterious woman walked to the side of the bed, gently lifting Yukis arm to show her the golden symbol engraved on her hand.
The woman smiled at Yuki with tenderness and patience. Something that Yuki had been devoid of for what seemed like years.
As Yuki recovered thanks to the mystery lady she began to admire the things the lady did, from the way that she'd walk, to the way her lips moved when she talked, or even the way she patted Yukis head anytime she successfully did one of her recovery exercises.
Years later Yuki had long dropped from school, terrified to look at another man the same again. And finally, instead of calling the mystery lady 'my lord' or 'madam' she was able to call her by her true name.
Kora.. Kora Nanami. Kora..
Kora.. Oh Kora how I adore you!
KORA...
She's my Kora, nobody else's!
Kora..
"Kora! Wait up! How am I supposed to cover you if you keep running around?!"
From then and now on Yukis entire life being revolves around the essence of Kora Nanami.
