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Hi guys! In this story reader chan has schizoprenia, which is a disorder when you sense things that aren't even there.

Again.

The reason why I'm doing another one is because after reading the comments in the Rin one someone mentioned Twenty Øne Piløts and so of course I had to write another one inspired by Twenty Øne Piløts because I love them so  muchhh  

enjoy~

Y/n hands moved smoothly over the keys of the piano.

She heard someone coming down the stairs. Her fingers immediately stopped, and she turned her head to the left, to see who it was.

She was scared.

" Oh yeah, I live alone." She said aloud with a shaky voice.

She grasped the half empty glass on the top of the piano with trembling hands and just as soon as she picked it up off the surface of the piano, the glass was falling to the floor.

Suddenly she felt like she was falling and flashes of black burst before her eyes and people she had never seen before leaned in to inspect her, scolding her in her native language, however she couldn't make out the words. They spoke faster and abruptly slowed down... ten voices overlapped in her head at once and everything started to blend together and swirl around like a paintbrush being washed in a cup of water. 

She grabbed the piano for support, her hand slamming forcefully on they keys and made loud terrifying sounds that added to the commotion in her head,

and she was staring back at her reflection in the glossy piano. 

What just happened?!

" Y/n? Are you okay?"

Y/n looked up to see a tall boy walking down the stairs.

" Sousuke?"

" Yeah?" Sousuke knelt on the floor next to Y/n and started picking up the larger shards of glass next to the piano stool.

" I forgot."

" Forgot what?"

" Just tell me something."

" You moved in last week, remember?"

" You sure?"

When the glass had been cleaned up by Sousuke, he sat down next to Y/n.

" You okay?"

" What?"

" Y/n-"

" Wait are we alone in his house?"

" Just you and me."

" Someone said I'm not doing it right."

" Doing what right?"

" Stop saying I'm not supposed to do it this way!"

" Y/n, I'm not saying anything!"

" I'm serious, Y/n, I'm not saying anything! You're just thinking it!"

" No, I heard you say it."

" Say what?"

" You're telling me to stop doing it the wrong way!"

" You know what? I've had enough of this." Sousuke got up and walked back up the stairs. " Goodnight."

" Stop doing it this way... Stop doing it this way..." Y/n murmured as her eyes went back to the piano sheet.

It was blank. Grabbing the sheet she turned it over, using a bit too much force and crumpling it slightly.

Still blank.

The turned it over again.

" Stop doing it that way. It's not working."

She looked to the left. " Stop messing with me, Sousuke. It's not funny!"

No reply.

" Sousuke?"

Y/n got off the piano stool and ran up the stairs into her bedroom.

Sousuke was sleeping, with the night light on the bedside table on her side turned on.

Relieved, Y/n slipped under the covers and snuggled into Sousuke's warmth.

Y/n woke up to the sun in her eyes.

What happened last night?

Piano, voices, she was doing something wrong...

Doing what wrong?

Wait... what the heck?

Expecting to see Sousuke's sleeping face, she rolled over.

The bed was cold and he wasn't there.

Slowly, Y/n walked down the stairs.

She stepped over a blank piece of paper. Why was it there in the first place? She tried to remember but she couldn't.

He wasn't there.

Y/n swallowed, knelt on the floor and

started picking up the larger shards of glass next to the piano stool.

This one was longer than the Rin one wow

oh yeah I was inspired by the song Anathema of Twenty Øne Piløts 

arigatou gozaimasu<3<3<3

Grayscale-chan