By the time the next Monday rolls in, Soraru looked like a mess. He looked even more thin and haggard, his clothes hanging off his thin frame instead of filling it. His eyebags are deep and dark, his eyes filled with shadows. He did not go to school, instead staying in his room all day and night. He told his parents that he was fine and he is just feeling sick, and rushed to the toilet and vomited right after he closed the door.
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On Wednesday, Soraru did not even get up from his bed.
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On Thursday, Ren- the crueler version- showed up.
Soraru started cutting again.
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On Friday, Soraru stopped. He started seeing spots, but Ren convinced that it is just him seeing things. The masked man pushed him to press down deeper into his skin, marking it with scars that even the best makeup will not hide.
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On Saturday, Soraru just left. He stopped hearing things, and even Ren vanished out of his sight.
He wasn't there, not anymore.
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There is silence
Before darkness befalls him.
a/n : I had this chapter written out but idk i should post it or nah... This book may be reaching its end, idk yet but well.
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DIPHYLLEIA GRAYI(SORAMAFU)
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