Darkness.
It was all he could see, it was everywhere.
Voices, echoing around him, barely above a whisper, and yet he could still hear them insulting him, degrading him, reminding him of everything he already hated about himself.
He wanted it to stop, he wanted to wake up in his bed and forget about all of this. He just wanted someone to make him feel loved and cared for and make the pain go away, please make it go away, please let me wake up, please let me wake up, please, please, please, PLEASE-
Ouma's head shot up from his pillow with a scream.
He could still feel the pain of what had happened in his nightmares. His legs were sore, his neck ached, and he felt as though he couldn't breathe.
"Is....is this real...?" Ouma questioned to himself, voice shaking. "Am I finally awake..?"
He got no awnser. He wasn't expecting one anyway.
Still uncertain about if this was reality, Ouma got up, trembling, and opened his bedroom door.
There was nobody in the hallways. But it wasn't dark and creepy like before. It was bright and calm and normal, and he was so glad to see it again.
He assumed everyone was in the dining hall and headed there, grin on his face, relieved to finally be awake.
Then he bumped into someone.
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The nightmares
Fanfiction{Takes place after Chapter 4} Kokichi Ouma, a small teenage boy, covered in masks and lies to hide his true self, is supposed to be strong. He's supposed to be brave, because if he isn't, what kind of an Ultimate Supreme Leader would he be? Those ar...
