My R

IIV

Today,surely

The blue Matsuno stepped onto the rooftop and clenched his fists when he saw someone other than him again.

But his anger soon vanished and was replaced with confusion.Something about the man standing in front of him reminded him of someone he knows.Someone who he knows more than others.Someone who he knows but isn't exactly close.

Himself.

He saw himself standing in front of him.His other self's back may be facing him but that didn't make the bandages around the other's head invisible,nor the wrapped arm.He also didn't miss the crouch the other held.

The injured blue man turned around and Karamatsu's eyes couldn't help but widened.It was him.

The him from when the day his brothers chose pears over him.

The him from the day his brothers abandoned him.

The him from the day his brothers chose to help Ichimatsu instead of visiting him in the hospital.

The him...from the day he started to feel depressed and insecure.His miserable self.

Flashbacks of that day repeated in his mind and Karamatsu crouched down while holding his head.It hurts.His head hurts,but it doesn't hurt more than his broken heart.

He faced his other self again and unconsciously said what was on his mind.

"Hey,don't do it,please"

His eyes widened.How could he say that? It was himself in front of him,for pete's sake! He should just let him die,even if it weren't exactly him.

The injured man suddenly told Karamatsu about his woes.

"Sorry,but I can't.I just want to stop the scars that grow every time I go home."

"Huh.Why did I just call that hell my home? That place has done nothing but torture me.The people in it who others call my family won't care nor will they ever be.Its better this way,trust me."

Karamatsu opened his mouth to tell the other to stop.To tell him not do it.To tell him he feels the same way.To tell him that there's other things worth looking forward to.

But he can't.

He just can't.He can't even scream out his problem and now he's giving his miserable self useless words.

For once,Karamatsu thought he bit off more than he can chew.Tears unconsciously flowed down from his eyes and he was soon sobbing.

His knees failed him and he soon crouched down to the floor.He tried to wipe his tears with his signature Matsuno hoodie but the tears won't stop flowing.

He hated it.He hated the way his miserable self looked at him.Eyes filled with pity.He hated the way he was looked at in sympathy.

He didn't need any of these.He didn't need any love nor care after several abuses he had experienced.He just needs someone who will be by his side through all of it.

But no one came.No one came to rescue him from the loneliness engulfing in him.No one came to stop the abuse.No one came to tell him it was fine.

Everything was fine.

He was fine.

He only had himself for comfort.

The injured man carefully climbed back from the railings with his head down.He walked towards the kneeling boy.

"Don't cry...Karamatsu."

Karamatsu was too busy crying his eyes out to question how his other self knew his name.Sure it was a stupid question but the real question is who is he?

The injured version of Karamatsu let out a long tired and shaky breath,"I...guess today isn't just my day..."

And with that,he left.When he reached the door,he disappeared.Just like the others who Karamatsu had met on the previous days.

The blue Matsuno continued to cry.He'll cry till his hearts give out.He could not believe it.He actually met someone with the same problem as him.He expected it to happen soon but what he didn't expect was that the person was himself.

Through the constant sobbing,he managed choke out a few words.

"Just..die!"

"Why am..I still here?!"

"Stop preventing me from ending it!!"

He yelled to the sky,"WHY?!"

Karamatsu will never know the real reason.He'll just have to wait and see it for himself.He's smart so he'll figure it out.