『 Dying of Asphyxiation was seriously not my goal in life. 』
Neither was meeting a Governor of the Afterlife and getting sent to another world for a second chance at life.
Drew was assaulted by a group of men for reasons she didn't understand. Drown...
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7. Please
I can hear this song coming to me.
All of you who have nowhere to go, Hope is in your hearts. When you overcome the night of sadness, I am sure you will come out Holding the strength to live on.
((The Everlasting Guilty Crown -Egoist))
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"Rei-chan?"
I didn't answer. I stayed with my face turned away from her, my eyes closed--I pretended to be asleep. Acting like I didn't hear her, I remained silent.
"Hey, Rei-chan," Sae spoke up--was it so obvious I was awake? "I got a 100 on my test today! I placed first in my class and year!" she cheered, trying hard to sound happy. She did sound happy, but there was a vague strain in her voice.
I shuffled, getting into a more comfortable position. I didn't open my eyes--I ignored her as I pretended to still be in deep sleep.
"Rei-chan?"
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"Rei, we've got tonsa homework!" Yamamoto Takeshi whined, slumping against my bed as he rested his face on his crossed arms.
I didn't respond. I just stared at him boredly, not even thinking of how to respond. He noticed, and looked up.
"You okay, Rei?"
I pulled my knees to my chest, resting my hand on them, then my chin. I looked at him, wondering if I should answer that question. Instead, I asked him, "Hey, Takeshi, what would you do if one day you realize your whole life has been a lie?"
He seemed taken aback at the suddenness of the question. He stared back at me for a while--with a face like huh?--then chuckled.
His signature laugh, which seems a different form of familiar now--now, I recognize it as the laugh of Yamamoto Takeshi, an anime character; instead of the laugh of an annoying childhood friend--and I felt that loss physically, a form of pain I couldn't describe.
"Well," he slouched against the hospital bed, "I don't really understand, but does it really matter? I mean, we complain about having mountains of homework, but we still finish it before class the next day because we don't wanna get scolded."
"I really don't see the correlation," I couldn't resist saying.
"I guess." he laughed in response.
I sighed. Asking this guy was pointless--he's too happy-go-lucky. Or even, what was I even expecting. That question was way too vague. Humans aren't mind-readers.
"Rei," I turned to Takeshi as he suddenly spoke up, "Get well soon, kay?"
