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Amamiya (Y/N) is the fearless and intimidating Student Council President of Mizo Middle School with a reputation of being a ruthless tyrant especially to rule-breakers. She had a deep hatred for delinquents and would ditch them...
Author's Note: Cussing. Profanities. Violence. Angst. Spoilers from manga and anime. Death of a character.
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I WATCHED Grandpa Sano mourn for his granddaughter outside of the mortuary. I couldn't do anything, but offer my condolences to him and assist him with the necessary funeral arrangements for Emma. When Grandpa asked about Mikey's whereabouts, I couldn't tell him the truth that his grandson was engaging in a gang war right at the moment, and I felt guilty for deceiving him.
"You should take a rest, Y/N. I know you're already tired for today," Grandpa Sano told me kindly, his voice soft and warm like Grandma's. "I'll take care of everything from here. Thank you for staying with my granddaughter."
Hot tears swarmed my eyes and I felt my bleeding heart squeezed at the grieving old man in front of me. I quietly nodded at him in compliance, struggling to mouth a word at first due to the forming lump in my throat. "I-I understand, Grandpa. I'll be leaving now," I managed to choke out before turning away and leaving Grandpa Sano with his granddaughter.
Snow flurries danced around in the air and the night cold wind prickled against my skin as I stepped out of the hospital premises. My mind was in a mess as Takemichi's words earlier echoed in my thoughts.
I learned that Grandma Chiyo's death wasn't really an accident. Someone orchestrated the damn thing and the real target was me. However, without solid evidence, it can only be ruled out as a road accident. Takemichi did not tell me who did it. Instead, he just advised me not to trust any of my relatives.
It stunned me.
But I knew better Takemichi was to be trusted because of his knowledge of the future that he even predicted my death in a few years.
Yet, this horrible revelation was something difficult for me to digest. I couldn't fathom that someone in my family was after my life and wanted me dead for good. Was it because of the inheritance? Were the deaths of my parents also premeditated? The idea made me mad and scared at the same time. But I couldn't let fear empower me just because I felt threatened. Should I tell Mikey about this when he comes back?
Whoever that fucker was, I won't let them off the hook for murdering Grandma Chiyo. I would avenge my family once I was powerful enough and have them all suffer the consequences. I would see to it no one would be spared in this lifetime. Only an endless suffering will await them.
No one will escape.
Lost in my thoughts, I was trudging the deserted snowy streets in the middle of the night when I suddenly felt a snap around my neck. I glanced down and was taken aback to see the necklace Mikey had given me last Christmas lying on the icy concrete. My eyes widened, and I bent down to pick up the broken jewelry. Just like in the previous, I had this uneasy feeling that something terrible was going to happen and thoughts about my boyfriend made my heart palpitate with anxiety.
