Rantaro sprinted down the hallway, not acknowledging the corpses of his classmates. He couldn't bear to look behind him, as he dove behind a flipped over desk. He gulped as the singing became louder.
"Oh, Im gonna love you so."
Rantaro covered his mouth as an attempt to conceal his heavy breathing, as the footsteps became louder and closer.
"You'll learn what I already know."
Rantaro's eyes widened as the shadow came closer.
"You can try, oh but I."
Rantaro moved back, only to realize that he's backed up against the wall. He looked up to be met with golden eyes. Korekiyo kneeled down and crawled towards him, laying down the sickle that was still dripping with blood. Korekiyo crawled up to Rantaro's face, pulling down his mask. His lips curled into a twisted smile as he let out a sinister chuckle.
"I love you means you're never, ever, ever getting rid of me."
He placed his blood covered hand on his cheek, leaving a smear of blood on Rantaro's face. Korekiyo reached behind him for the sickle. He looked back at Rantaro, who was trying to find a way to escape. Korekiyo quickly placed his lips on Rantaro's, making him freeze. Korekiyo's lips curled into a smile again, and held the sickle to Rantaro's throat.
"I love you means you're never, ever, ever getting rid of me.."
Korekiyo placed his lips on Rantaro's again as he slashed Rantaro's throat open. He smiled as he watched the life drain from Rantaro's eyes. He moved a lock of hair from Rantaro's face.
"Oh how beautiful you are, my dearest Rantaro."
He kissed Rantaro once more, then pulling Rantaro's lifeless body into his, not minding the bloody mess.
"I love you, Rantaro."
He played with Rantaro's hair.
"Oh how I wish you could've loved me back. I suppose it's a trivial matter now. I cannot deny how beautiful you are right now. I have no doubts that you will be as beautiful as a ghost."
He let out a chuckle.
"I do hope that you will haunt me, my dear."
He let out more laughter, as he laid Rantaro back down. He curled up next to him, and ran his slender finger up Rantaro's chest. He smiled knowing that he now finally has his dearest Rantaro.
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Amaguji Stories.
Короткий рассказI didn't want my other book to be just Amaguji and someone, you know who you are, said it was a good idea. So, this is it. There will be a trigger warnings, of course. Also, I'm not good at writing, so my apologies. The pacing may be awful, the cha...
