I took my time, mainly out of respect placing all the flowers. Along the way I noticed a grave for Ouma's parents...
They had both died. He never out right said it in the letters. So he's an orphan? It was pretty depressing.
Ouma's life was a lot more than jokes, pranks, and that happy go lucky attitude I thought he always had.
I placed the final flower at the last grave and opened the letter.
I skimmed it, reading it at the speed of light desperate for answers as to where Ouma was.
....
...
..I ran down the road as fast as I could.
Dear Saihara~
Have you ever wondered what happens when we die?
How could I have been so stupid? He left so many hints as to what happened. And I was so stupid.
I never really thought about it before. I mean it's not like I'm trying to avoid it. I just didn't think about it till I saw it.
People were staring at me as I ran, I felt like I was insane as I felt my heart beating.
Is it quick? Do we even go anywhere afterwards or is it nowhere? Do I just not exist anymore?
I nearly tripped over my feet who knows how many times.
I never told you how I met DICE did I? We met in the hospital. We were a sickly bunch of kiddos. And we bonded over the common cause, we wanted cookies but the nurses said no.
This wasn't fair. None of this was fair, why? Why did this have to happen?
Eventually I was released. It was always like that. A few of us released at a time and every day we would keep the others company in the hospital and bring them stuff from the outside like sweets. We formed DICE for a mutual friendship and benefit.
These letters had started so innocent. So childish, and it only grew darker and darker and darker and now it finally led to this.
And every day was a lot of fun. I was the only one who was every healthy enough to go to school for the majority of time. They had homeschooling. They always asked me about what it was like...I guess that's when I learned to lie.
He would always lie. To everyone...and that hurts more...I just want to find them.
I always lied. And those lies kept growing. It was pretty sad actually cause slowly my friends couldn't even leave the hospital. They were just inside there. They never told me about how much they hated it. They just kept asking me about what my life was like. I wish I could have told them more positive things.
Well guess I did, but they were all lies.
I felt the rain coming back and it started pouring as I ran in between people the rain making my hair stick to my face.
When they heard about you I kid you not they asked if I had a crush on you. Takura and Nao started an OTP with the stories from when we were hanging out. Mind breaking Nao's heart for me? About how you'll never love a liar like me.
I could barely see anything with the rain and my whole body was growing numb from the cold of the rain.
A few months ago I went to the doctors and they told me something very...problematic. Some of my childhood diseases had come back with a vengeance and since I couldn't afford the treatments since I was only living off my parents inheritance and my small part time job...well it only got worse. Can you say it wasn't expected? I guess it's my own fault for thinking it wouldn't end up like this huh?
Why world?! Why do you do this to truly kind hearted people?! Why does everything have to go wrong sometimes?
I passed out during work. I was trying to earn enough money to get treatment so I got more jobs skipped school to get that money...and you can probably guess what happened. I can't even move anymore Saihara...heh....isn't it hilarious?
Why couldn't this have been a joke?
DICE is trying to be there for me since I'm hospitalized again. Pure charity is keeping me alive Saihara. And even then I'm losing. So that's where I am Saihara. I'm in the hospital slowly dying just like everyone before me. I'm next. So if you want to...can I say goodbye in case this is the end?
I ran into the hospital.
No? Thanks anyway.
From,
Kokichi Ouma
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Dear Saihara~
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