Amaguji Stories.

"Horrid Humanity."

Another concept for a story I'm planning on making.
Virtual reality alternative universe.
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It's been a month since the students of the killing game have been discharged from the facility; and since have gone back to school. Everything stayed the same. Except for the unwanted attention. Both good and bad for some. One student who had the attention for the worst, was none other than Korekiyo Shinguji.

He walked along the long hallway, trying to get to class as quickly as possible. However he couldn't help but slow down as people's deathly glares and whispering caught him.

"Ew. He's such a creep."

He heard a group of girls whisper and giggle.

He tried to push past it all as he finally got to his seat. He sat down and stared  through the window. Aimlessly looking at the sky, desperately waiting for the day to be over. But he cringed at the thought at going home. Ever since he came back, his sister has been merciless. He shook the thoughts out of his head and tried to pay attention in class.

     After class has ended, he and a small group of students were left in the classroom. He neatly stacked his books and papers on his desk. Looking outside at the crowd of people walking out of the gates, there being only a few students remaining inside. He focused on packing away the rest of his stuff, and walked towards the exit of the classroom, until he was forcefully pulled back by his hair and thrown on to the floor.

"Where do you think you're going freak?!"

He looked up and saw the group that was still with him. He stayed silent.

"Answer me, faggot!" One of the kids yelled as he tore off Korekiyo's mask, kicking him in his chest, making him cough up a little bit of blood as another girl from the group spoke up.

"Ew, his blood got all over the place."

They all started laughing at him, forcing him into a corner. The loud noises making him start hyperventilating. 

"You're so pathetic! You disgusting incestuous bitch!"

"I know right! What kind of disgusting person wants to make out with their sister?!"

"Not only is he disgusting go incest, but he killed almost a hundred women. Including Tenko and Angie!"

Korekiyo started shaking they induced his anxiety attack. They continued yelling and laughing at him until he started sobbing. Then everything went silent.

"Aww look. He's going to cry!" One of the girls said mockingly as she tried to hold back laughter, until the group bursted out in laughter. This only made things worse as his anxiety only grew worse. Everything started to get blurry and dark, even to the point where he couldn't make out voices except for one.

"Hey, leave him alone."

He could hear it, but he could recognize it. Rantaro Amami.

"Chill out! We're just messing with him."

Rantaro looks at Korekiyo. Who's shaking, crying, hyperventilating, and  holding onto himself as if his life depended on it. He looked closer to see blood run down his chin and on his clothes.

"Mhm, right. "Messing" with him."

He turns to the group and stares at them.

"You had your fun, now get out."

"But-"

"Do I have to repeat myself? I said. Get out. Now."

He glared at them as they quickly walked out of the classroom. Rantaro might be popular, but most people fear him. Rantaro sighed and shut the door, turning to Korekiyo.

"Hey. Are you alright?"

Korekiyo didn't respond. Rantaro kneeled down next to him.

"Can I touch you?"

Korekiyo shook his head, hyperventilating more. Rantaro nodded and sat down next to him.

"That's alright. I'll be right here if you need me."

Rantaro watched him, as he slowly calmed down after a while. Korekiyo started to slowly breathe. He was still shaking, but it was much better than before. 

"I'm.. I'm sorry."

Rantaro looks at Korekiyo.

"Why?"

"For.. wasting your time." Korekiyo said trying to stop shaking and sobbing.

"Hey. I meant it when I said I'll be here. You're not bothering me at all."

Korekiyo scooted closer to Rantaro, their shoulders touch. He places his hand on Rantaro's, as he holds his hand back.

"Are you feeling any better?" Rantaro asked rubbing Korekiyo's knuckles with his thumb.

"A little.."

They sit in silence as they look at each other. Rantaro opens his arms a bit and Korekiyo nods, giving him consent. Korekiyo lays his head on Rantaro's shoulder, and Rantaro wraps his arm around him. Fully content.

It's around six o'clock, and the teacher's tell them it's time to leave the school. Rantaro helps Korekiyo up on his feet, since he's still dizzy and hurt.

"Oh no.."

"What's wrong?"

"My sister's going to kill me. I'm afraid that I'm late. I should've been home by now."

Korekiyo starts shaking again, until Rantaro gently holds his hands.

"How about you stay at my place for a couple of days?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Kiyo, there's no way I'm letting you go back there. Besides, my mom's not going to be back until next week. I insist."

"What about Miyadera? What if she finds out? What if she hurts us? What if she-"

Rantaro smiles gently.

"We'll figure that out when the time comes. Now, let's go get you all cleaned up. You still have blood on your face."

Korekiyo looked away, and started walking out of the gate, still holding Rantaro's hand.

"Hey, Kiyo?"

"Hm?"

"Everything will be okay."

"What ever do you mean?"

"I can tell you're still scared, and hurt by everything. But I promise that it'll be okay. It just takes time."

"I suppose you're right.."

They continue their walk in silence.

"Can I touch you?"

"Yeah.."

Rantaro pulled Korekiyo in for a comforting hug. Korekiyo rests his head on Rantaro's shoulder, hesitantly hugging back. Maybe a few days at Rantaro's won't be so bad after all.