Days later, I'm back at school. Shumai is off with his friends, leaving me alone. I take a deep breath, before I feel someone drag me aside. A small yelp exits my throat before I can help it. I would pay for that later.
"Little Kokichi without his precious Shumai to protect him?" A taunting voice says. I stay still, hoping to be able to avoid trouble before school.
I feel my body being thrown to the floor, then a kick to my head. It didn't seem to be bad, definitely easy to hide.
"Poor little Shumai~ You must be such a burden, you know. Why do you keep clinging onto him so desperately, I wonder. It would be so much easier for the both of you if you just died~"
With one final kick, Kokichi is left alone with that though. He remains where he is, curled up, thinking.
Better if I died. I'm a burden to Shumai. He must hate me for it. Everyone hates me. Why am I still here? I'm just a burden at this point. Die? Where, and when could I do that?
The old bridge. Sunset. It'd be so beautiful, a gorgeous sight before death.
I nod, before realizing the school day is over. I smile, deciding tomorrow, with no school, is the day. I'll tie up all my loose ends, then go. It'll be perfect.
"Kokichi? Where are you?" Shumai's voice calls out. I quickly pull out a piece of paper with a draft of song lyrics on them, before going out to see him.
"Sorry, I was writing, and lost track of time. Are we going home now?" I ask, folding it up and putting it in my pocket. He sighs.
"We should have been home an hour ago." He says, trying to keep the impatience out of his voice. I lower my head in embarrassment and shame.
"Sorry, Shumai." I apologise. He pats my head.
"It's okay, I was just worried. Now come on, we should go." He starts to walk away, with me following him.
Back home, I lie on my bed. Shumai is ordering takeaways again. I think he's starting to catch onto me. I never lose track of time writing, and he knows it.
"Kokichi! Can you come over here?" He calls. I sigh, knowing we're probably going to watch the killing game again.
I am surprised when I see my favourite movie on. There is pizza, and I see Shumai putting two small tubs of ice cream in the freezer. I smile, sitting down next to him.
We watch the movie in quiet. I end up cuddling into Shumai. His body heat is so warm and nice. I missed being close to someone, unlike the other times.
A fist raised, pain exploding. A large weight, struggling for breath-
I feel a blanket being pulled over us. Shumai is adjusting it to make it comfortable.
"You were shivering slightly." I smile at him, cuddling closer. The day of my death is coming closer, I know, but for tonight, I can enjoy this time with Shumai, one last time.
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Their Harsh Words (Pregame Saiouma)
FanfictionKokichi Ouma, the most hated boy in school, Shuichi Saihara's roommate, is bullied. He hates being a burden. One day, someone suggests something to him. ⚠️ Trigger Warning ⚠️ Suicide Cutting Bullying Mental illness