Chapter 1: Torment of a Tortured Soul

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Trigger Warning: Mentions of suicide and depression ahead.

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Beacon Academy, Vale City, Kingdom of Vale

Arwan 9th, 90 A.G.W

Jaune Arc: First Person POV

The dining hall was the worst. 

The glares. 

The whispers. 

Those disappointed faces

They are driving me mad. Every single time that I walk in, I am reminded of my biggest secret. 

That's why I eat the little protein bars and tiny water bottles that I have gathered with me at the rooftop. It's quiet here. 

No more glares. 

No more whispers. 

And especially, no more of those looks. 

This is where I find my peace, no matter how small or short-lived it is.

It's also where I sleep too, given the circumstances of where I am today. 

I caught myself sighing as I collapsed to floor, hunger and a lack of sleep finally taking a toll on me. Because of my instance to avoid everyone during free time and the constant attacks of nightmares keeping me mostly awake, darkness fell over me as the nightmare of that day washed over me.

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1 month ago

It all start as normal day. It was a Friday and everyone was looking forward to a day to rest in or go to downtown Vale tomorrow. We just have one more class to go, which was Professor Goodwitch's  Combat Class.  

Just my luck. Of all the class to end a perfectly good Friday with, it had to be one I fail at the most.

Oh well, I too excited for tomorrow to really care about her class. Tomorrow, I going to sleep in, train with my team for bit, go with Ruby to Vale to pick up new comics, and have date night with my girlfriend at a fancy restaurant on the other side of the city. 

All in all, it was going to be a good day tomorrow so nothing can change my current mood. 

Or so I thought.

As the Team and I reached our spots in class, we spotted our sister team, Team RWBY, waving us over. Well, it was more of Ruby doing the waving while Yang greeted us with mischievous look, Weiss gave us(me) a huff, and Blake with small, lovely smile.

"Hey Jaune," Ruby said with enthusiasm as I sat down next to her and Blake.

"Hey Ruby. Ready for tomorrow?" I asked in joyful tone. She was about to respond when I got kicked in the shins. 

Grunting in pain, I turned to look over to perpetrator and saw the resident cat faunus of Team RWBY glaring at me. I gulped and said, "Sorry, Blake, I should have greeted you that first."

Her glare intensified as she placed her left hand on my arm in a vice like grip and started to putting pressure to it and given her slightly enhanced strength, hurts like hell. "Ow. Ow. Ow~, Blake, please stop, your hurting me!" I hissed as I tried to reason with the black hair beauty of Team RWBY. When I saw that didn't work(in fact I think she increased the pressure), I knew drastic measures were need.

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