The Generation of Miracle Hates Me

C8

(Misaki POV)

"I can't..." I whispered.

"What?"

"I can't remember!" I exclaimed, pushing his arm away, and running away to my room as tears streaked down my face.

I entered my room and buried myself under the covers.

"W-What did I do? Why...can't I remember?" I asked myself, knowing I would get no reply.

-Time Skip-

I had calmed down and decided to take a walk. I found myself walking towards the basketball court.

"What're you doing here?"

I already knew who it was.

"Daiki..."

"Don't say my name, it disgusts me." He sneered.

"Why...why do you hate me? Why do you all of you hate me?" I asked, looking down at my knees.

"You...don't remember?" Daiki whispered, his face softening for a second, then turning back into a scowl. "Don't try to mess with me. You can't fool us anymore."

He walked away from me.

What did those words mean? What did he mean by 'us'? Why won't someone answer my questions?