I'll never forget you ~~ Kuzupeko

🌸Chapter 3🌸

Hajime POV

I'm worried about fuyuhiko. I don't think he'll come to school today. Natsumi today me yesterday that he came out of his room, which is great, but didn't eat anything. Oh man. I don't know what to do.

Fuyuhiko POV

Today I'm going to school to get her off of my mind!

Yesterday I cut myself. This morning I did the same thing. Hopefully it won't show through my sleeves.

~time skip to school~

So many new kids here. It's overwhelming. At lunch I say with hajime and he was asking too many questions.

"So, um fuyuhiko, I was wondering...what was your bond with   Peko like...?"

I immediately broke down into tears but quickly wiped them away because we were with a lot of people.

I told him.

Our bond was incredible, but she always said she was just a toy to me and that she couldn't experience feelings because she was my toy. That was the only thing she was wrong about.

I looked down at my wrists. I looked around the cafeteria and spotted someone with grey braids. No, it can't be.

"Um are you ok, man? You've been staring that girl down for like 5 minutes." Hajime asked me.

Was I?

"Oh uh y-yeah. I'm f-fine."

It's her.

No. No, it isn't! Stop!! Stop!!

Are you sure?

GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!

Natsumi POV

Oh no. Fuyuhiko is just staring at his arms with tears rolling down his face.
With all of the Peko situation, this has never happened before.

"Hey, are you ok?" I asked him.

"NO IM FUCKING NOT!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!" He yelled at me then ran out of the cafeteria.

Fuyuhiko POV

I ran straight to the boys' bathroom.

Why??! Why can't I fucking get over–what was that?!

It was just a normal highschool school girl uniform. But...she has a sword.

No. It's not her!

I can't be.

I packed another razor in my pocket, so I pulled it out and started cutting.

I looked at my wrists; the cuts were getting deeper each day. How am I gonna hide this? They were bleeding, and bad.

I hear someone calling my name and panting. Shit.

I quickly pull down my sleeves and figure it's probably hajime.

I'm right.

Fuck

Hajime POV

What is he doing in here?!

"Fuyuhiko! Hey man, are you ok?" I asked him.

I need to know what's going on in his head.

I noticed his sleeves were... red.

He looked to the ground and didn't answer.

"I'm gonna ask you again. Are you ok?"

He didn't answer again. Shit. How am I gonna get this out of him?!

He started crying. I bet he's totally embarrassed right now.

"It's ok."

"BUT ITS NOT, OK? IT'S FUCKING NOT!" He yelled.

"Ok. Ok. I understand-"

"NO, NO YOU DON'T HAJIME! YOU DONT KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE, OK?!"

The red in his sleeves was spreading. Oh no.

"Fuyuhiko, are you bleeding?! Did you do something?!"

He covered both of his arms and started crying.

Fuyuhiko POV

"H-hajime, I-I don't want to l-live a-anymore."

"W-what?"

Exactly the reaction I expected.