Erased {An OC Fan-Fiction}

Ryo's POV

Life is strange indeed. There is no point in being alive because you die eventually anyways, I should know of all people.

But here I am standing on a train where I have no use being, its not like anyone will notice me anyway. Or at least I hope not.

People are way too troublesome to deal with and I would prefer to not bother with them.

I sat down and stared out the window as everything faded away but the sound of the trains whistle.

"You dirty brat!"

"You don't deserve to be alive just like your whore mother and idiotic sister!"

'...stop'

'Make it stop.'

'Please!'
'It hurts!'

*BANG*

'What is pain anyways?'

'....'

I woke up with a start and blinked my eyes. I guess I fell asleep not like it matters much though. I picked up a book from my bag lying beside me and read for a while.

Its nice for now. Though I have a strange feeling it won't last for long at all.

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I never quite understood why people hated being alone. In isolation there is peace and no one can ruin it.

In isolation you are free from worry and anything in life. In isolation nothing nor no one can hold you back from your desire.

I also have never understood why people feel the need to stare at others with almost lovesick expressions its quite disgusting and unnerving. And its exactly what I'm going through right now.

This guy has been staring at a wall for the past 10 minutes with this dopey expression and its revolting.

The man was quite attractive though with nice tan skin, blue piercing eyes, and curly black hair and pretty tall too.

I turned my attention to behind me because that's were his gaze seemed to be and saw an attractive women behind me in her mid twenties and snorted. I then became emerged in my book once more not sparring another glance to the man.

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About half an hour later the man was still there staring and grinning stupidly. Why hadn't he got off yet the women had left a while ago.

I glared at him slightly because I knew he wouldnt be able to tell or see.

He looked slightly taken aback and my eyes widened a bit, it probably doesn't mean anything I shouldn't worry.

I pushed the sleeves up on the pink oversized sweater I was wearing in slight embarrassment of losing my cool slightly.

I looked around at my surroundings and realized it was my stop finally. I walked off the train and didnt take notice at the man standing up as well.

I walked down the alley to my job and heard footsteps behind me. Which was strange considering no one else ever comes this way unless their drunk off their ass.