Kakegurui [One-Shots and Scenarios]

[One-Shot #32 Kirari] Sturdy Branch [1/5]

Requested: N/A

Warning: Suicidal Themes, Angst, Can be cringy.

Words: 1114

Note: This is the beginning of the Sturdy Series, for a better and updated version go to the Sturdy Downfall book for the whole story.

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All you wanted was the President to see you as a person -- friend or lover -- not a toy to just pander with. But, you weren't what she wanted, you were merely a toy she could fiddle with, and thrown away as she pleased.

As she did without any mercy, with emotionless words to patronize you.

"You are just a pawn, in a plan worth more than a simple kiss."

You felt alone, people you thought as friends just simply started to disappear. Not wanting to interact with you -- to be around you nor talk to you. It left an empty hole in your heart you couldn't bare anymore - an action that many had different reactions on, but it was tragic nonetheless.

Your only friends: a chair, some rope, and a sturdy branch. It was the magically group of four that would rain sorrow among the school. Even to the ones' that neglected her, and left her to rot with her own dark thoughts to spiral out of control. A simple action to take its toll.

"Kirari, have you seen Y/N?" Runa asked, her hand holding a sucker.

"I haven't, is something wrong?" She said, composed.

"The thing is -- no one knows where she is." Runa threw her body into a chair. "People are starting to notice her absent from your side."

"What do you by 'no-one knows where she is'? I saw her a week ago." She cocked an eyebrow, her eyes steady.

"Yeah, after you pushed her away." Runa chuckled. "It's really sad, she's probably crushed, and running away from the rumors."

"Hm." Kirari sighed. "She's probably sulking in a corner of the school. I'll look for her myself."

"If you insist, Vice President could always do that herself." Runa said.

"No." She got up from her seat, and left the council room. "I will do it."

You were a gentle person, putting others before you -- never thinking of anyone else that they were below you, but she was the opposite. She caused a great disturbance in your mind and in others.

A disturbance that can never be forgotten as it haunts the victim until death do them part. By a hand of inflicted pain. All you were left to resort, the forget the pain which you suffer was to end your life, and to get away from this terrible life you had to endure -- no longer.

Your hands were shaking, the rope gripped firmly in your hands. You place the chair down, under the beautiful blossom tree. You stood on the stool, and fixed up the rope from a devastating use.

You placed the noose around your neck, taking deep harsh breaths from your anxiety. "I can't -- the feeling is all too much." You kick the stool away, and your world began to fade.

Into a calming darkness.

Away from the loneliness.

Away from her.

"Y/N!"

The last noise of a frighten shriek was all you heard as your airway gave out, and you fall limp, dangling from your last friend.

A sturdy branch.

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She disentangled you from the noose, and gently cradled your head to her chest in fear of losing something she once neglected. The humor. She shouted, in fear she never knew she would experience, to anyone around to listen.

You were laid in a bed, the clinic room. She was in relief, and in conflict on her own actions as she walked into the room to see you awake.

She cared for the girl in the hospital bed. The girl she cared for was in there because of her selfish actions. She stared emotionless at the girl, seeing composed, and secure when that wasn't true.

All you wanted was to die, not to be saved by the one who caused you pain.

You looked over at her with a disgusted scowl, not wanting to talk to her one bit. "You're awake, how are you feeling?"

"Don't act like you care now when you didn't before those hurtful words." You croaked.

"Y/N, please -- I'm not someone with apologizes, but I didn't mean to neglacte you like I did. I'm truly sorry for leaving you to those horrible voices in your head." She stroked your cheek. "Please forgive me."

"I don't need to, Momobami." Her eyes widen, but soon composed. "All I need is my sturdy branch -- to let go." Tears fall down your face. "You shouldn't have saved me, I'm not worth your time nor the people I cared for! Leave me alone to rot like you did before! Why must you be the hero when you're the villain!" You shouted, coughing after. "All I want to do is end my suffering, why can't you just give me that? You used me as a toy, and threw me out." You inhale. "The thing is you were right about one thing," You exhale. "I am just a pawn."

"I didn't-" You take her chin. "Shut up, you bastard -- you play these silly games because you have nothing better to do, and that's sickening."

She closed her eyes. "You've mistaken." She grasped your hand onto your heart. "I made a great mistake, but I'm here to fix it. Give me that, I'll make you trust me again, I'll never treat you as a pawn to a baleful plan."

"You're lying." You sob, grasping the sheets. "You lied before, it wouldn't stop you from lying again."

"I can't lie to you, you already sufferes enough from me. I'm trying to help, give me another chance to make it up to you." She crawled on top of you, and kissed your forehead. "Please?"

"You bastard, please -- don't make me fall for you." You hissed. "I can't endure the pain - stop it!" You thrash, but she pinned you against the bed.

"I'm so sorry." Tears fall on your face, and you were dumbfounded. "I will do everything to make up to you, I didn't know you were precious to me until I saw you dangling from that tree."

"Why are you so dumb?"

"I don't know, but I'm here now." She said. "If you let me stay and let me fix what I broken."

Maybe it'll all be better.

Or it will all go to ash.

Only the future holds the answer.

Of what is to come next.

"I hate you so much, but you can try to fix what you broke in my heart." You said. "It's all up to you, Kirari."