Chapter One

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I woke up to my mother yelling at me. She kept going on and on about my arms. My arms... covered in cuts. She always hated me ever since Ikuto Tsukiyomi left... I don't know what I did or why she's been so hateful but I just couldn't take it anymore. The only release I knew of was cutting. No one knows besides my mother and father.

It was the first day of Junior year. 'Ugh. Another year of hiding and explanations' I thought to myself as I got up, ignored my mother's yelling, and walked into the bathroom to take a shower. I turned on hot water and stepped into the shower. I winced as the hit water hit my fresh cuts. After I got used to the pain, I continued to wash my body.

Once I finished showering, I got dressed in a long sleeved black shirt and some blue jeans. Lastly I put on my black converse. I had also made sure that my pink hair was down. Mother started to yell at me as I walked out of the house. I was early. Two hours early actually. I left so I can meet up with the teachers and start on the lesson early. That way I can do whatever the fuck I wanted during class.

When I got there, I went to my first period, English. The teacher, Mrs. B, was there and looked at me casually.
"I'm here for the work" I said softly as I sat at a desk in the front of the class.

"Ah. Okay Ms. Hinamori" She said and dropped a packet of what the class would go through when class actually started. I finished in around 15 minutes. It wasn't very surprising since I've been studying all summer. I left the packet of her desk and started to walk to third period. (English is two periods long)

I arrived at Film class, my elective, two minutes later. We never really learned anything besides the basics. Which was fairly easy.
"Mr. S. I'm here for the packet." I said when I got up to his desk.

"Have a good day Hinamori," said Mr. S. as he handed me a packet and I left.

This all continued for around a hour and fifteen minutes. I couldnt go to my science class because their is a new teacher. Ugh. New teachers don't know shit. Sorry, it's the truth.

Time skip: start of school; 8:00 am

I started walking through the halls. I started seeing my old friends. Tadase saw me and glared at me. I ignored him and continued walking to Mrs. B's classroom. Unluckily for me, Rima was in my class. She was waiting outside the class like everyone else. The small girl gave me a weird look. A look of uncertainty. I don't know why and I don't really care. I just want to get home and write to a pervert. Yes, a pervert.

When the teacher finally opened the door, all the kids piled in. I was one of the last kids to go in. Everyone picked their desks. I picked one way in the back. Near a window. I always loved window seats. Always.

I started biting my finger. 'I'm getting the urge...' I thought as I excused myself from class and paced the halls. I could the Rima looking at me in a familiar way.. what was that... Oh yeah uncertainty... my urges kept getting stronger. Tears starting to form in my eyes, I run out of school and to the airport. I always went there for two reasons. One; to see if Ikuto ever came back, which was never the case. Two;to clear my mind. It's a calming place. To others it might seem irritating since it's always busy and everyonw is tired from their flight. But not me. I feel rather calmed by this airport.

I opened the glass doors and sat in a chair in front of what opening Ikuto would come out of. I stared off and rolled up my sleeves. I knew no one here and no one should care enough to ask me or help.

I started to daydream about what we're to happen if Ikuto finally comes back. You know what? Just to piss him off, I'll call him Tsukiyomi. Hehe. "Tsukiyomi!! I'm so happy your back!!" I mean I'm nothing like that now but whatever. I started to drift off... it was so soothing here...

Someone else's POV

'I hope I can surprise her...' I thought as I got off the plane.

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Hey guys. How do you like? If you don't like the fact that Amu self harms or that she is now more like an introvert, then leave. I will not tolerate any hate right now. Other than that thank you! Bye for now.

-Momo

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