The Weeping Game

Ohito Shirigama

*That picture is what Ohito looks like. But I do not own that picture credit to it's rightful owner*

Ohito Shirigama POV

    "Please Stop!" I yelled before being killed again. I woke up to the bright sun on my eye lids as I yawned it wasn't loud just like everything else that comes out my mouth. Just a 'dream'  I thought to myself before getting out of my bed and putting on my head phones to start getting ready for the first day at a new school.

     I put on my school uniform,I was pleased with it since most of it was black. I don't feel comfortable in any other color, but I will make an exception to white. I brushed my hair and teeth, switched my headphones out with my earbuds. I grabbed my backpack put on my shoes and headed out in the kitchen. 

   "Good morning, Ohito" My step mother said "Goodmorning Mrs.Fujioka" I said sounding like a whisper that wasn't my intent, but I've gotten use to it now . She handed me a cup of juice since she knows I don't eat breakfast. "You know..." She started to trail off "...You can call me Mom if you want" she said giving a sympathetic smile "No thank you I think I'll be fine" I said my voice low as usual. My parents died in a accident when I was three. People say that I don't remember it that I couldn't remember something like that at a age so young, but they were wrong I remember it I remember every part of it so every since then I've been living with the Fujiokas. 

   "Are you ready to go?" Mrs.Fujioka asked grabbing her keys. I nodded and headed out the door towards the blood red car. Once we both got in I turned my music up all the way and looked out the window thinking what would happen at the new school..

~Time skip~

    I looked up at the tall building that I would have to attend to every day it was brown and red with green and black banners representing the school. The bell rang and I went looking for the my class B-6, B-6 I repeated in my head while I looked for the room number.Once I found the class I turned down the volume of my music and and use my hair to hide them. All of the class was already seated and stared at me once I walked in. 

   The teacher smiled at me "Ah.. You must be the new student" She said as she turned attention on the class and said "Class we have a new student with us~" She said as she looked at me to introduce myself. "Ohito Shirigama." I said in my whisper like voice. The teacher introduced herself to me and told me to take a seat next to a boy with white hair and red eyes. I took my seat and pulled out my sketch book to seem like I was taking notes. I started to sketch in my book then noticed letters appeared in my book 'O...h...i...t...o...' I started at it, then heard chuckling. The white haired boy was chuckling at me, did he do it? Was he responsible for it, if so how? 

      ~Time skip ~

       It was lunch and I walked through the halls as some people stared or glance. I walked up a stair case until I made it to the top of the school. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I heard the door open and closed. I turned around slowly. I stood there shocked and frozen to see who it was. "O..h..i..t..o.."  He said I flinched but still had my normal emotionless face. "It's been so long since I've last see you"   I stood there face to face with ONE of the reasons why my parents were killed. Before I knew it everything went black....

      Why... Why me... I just wanted to be normal for so long with out holding any grief, but I was wrong normal is overrated....

*Hi I hope you enjoyed sorry this chapter was long and boring. But as time goes on it will get better (I hope). This was really just a intro to get everything started. I will try and post every week if not every two weeks. I might post the next chapter this week if people really like it. But I'll stop talking now, Have a nice day!*