Prolouge

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Why?....

“That's the kid right?” a short girl wearing a red coat asks her friend beside her. They were heading out of the store when they get past the freckled boy wearing a facemask that covers half of his face.

Why are they looking at me?...

“Yes! Don't look at him” the girl with dark brown hair whispered back at the girl with red coat. They immediately ran out when the boy look at them and caught their attention.

Why are they giving me that look?...

“That's horrible! How can he do such thing like that?” an old woman asks with a horrific look plastered on her wrinkled face when the poor lad walk past her.

Why do they avoid me?...

“We don't want you here, leave us you monster!” A group of high schoolers jeers at the olive haired boy. They suppose to make a group work but they keep pushing the freckled lad away.

Why do they say that?...

“Monster”

I'm sorry...

“Horrible”

...I'm sorry...

“Freak!”

I'm sorry...

“Don't look at him”

“Don't come near him!”

“Faggot”

“Don't come near us!”

“We don't need you here!”

“Worthless”

“What a disgrace! ”

“Hideous! ”

“Go away!”

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry....

“Pathetic...”

I'm--

*Beep*Beep*Beep*Beep--

The sound of alarm was heard in the room. Yamaguchi release a small groan, lazily hitting the alarm beside him off.

Oh..yeah...

He sits up rubbing his nape, his trembling hands made it's way through his cheeks.

Because of this...

He trailed the thin line on his cheek. The thin horrible line that causes his despair. He trailed the eternal stitched smile using his trembling cold hands across his face.

This horrible smile...

He jolts when he feel a warm liquid streamed down his cheek.

Tears?

Remembering the horrible memory that behold his scar...

“N-no! ”

“Stop! ”

He close his eyes, trying to stop the tears from falling but he failed. He tried to clear his mind but all he can think of is that day. It keeps on haunting him.

His breath is short and becoming hitched. His body began to shake, he's trembling.

He balled himself up, with both hands are on each of his ear trying to block the noises inside his head. Tears continuously flows and completely filled his vision, he can't even think straight anymore. He mumbles 'sorry' countless of times while rocking his trembling body back and forth.

“I'm sorry! Please forgive me....























“...Tsukki!”

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Word count: 420 :*


So yeah...another fic, hope you will enjoy as much as I did

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