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I walked through the halls of the school that once adored me. Now I walk by and guys who are almost two meters shiver under my gaze.
I stalk through the halls with the eyes of a predator on the lookout for it's prey. Anyone walking past avoids my gaze. As I walk I meet certain eyes to make sure they know their place.
As I continue my journey to my class I spot a familiar group of guys. A hyper ginger, moody ravenette and a anxious brunette who was always my oversized teddy bear.
I stomp passed them and into my classroom. I go towards the back in the corner by the window. As I wait for more people to come in I put my arms on the table and doze off.
I go to the land of unforgettable moments and regret. I ended up getting a nightmare that made me even more afraid of what could happen if I go back.
⚠️TRIGGER WARNING SKIP TO NEXT SWIRLS IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY DETAILED GORE⚠️ ༆༄༆༄༆༄༆༄༆༄༆༄༆༄༆༄༄༆
I walked across the street as my brother ignored me to continue to talk to his friends. When he gets in trouble for being late it won't be my fault. I told him we were going four different times but he stayed.
He claims he doesn't feel only friendship for the boy he was talking with. Ikuya claims he likes him and that he might even love him. He also claims that I wouldn't understand.
As I walked farther from the cross walk I hear something solid hit metal behind me. I stopped in my tracks and pray it isn't what I think it is. Whatever it was sounds like it's dragging. Being pulled by whatever it hit.
I hear the other boy cry out. He screams the name I was hoping wouldn't be the truth. He screams for my baby brother who I know by the sounds is already dead.
"IKUYA!"
I whipped my body around and took off in the direction I came. As I got towards the cross road I see the gory mess of what had happened to my brother. Blood trails from the halfway of the cross walk. Bits of flesh ripped off by the pavement. In the middle of the street lays my brother. Lifeless as a doll but not even half as pretty anymore.
His face was a mess of flesh patches, bone and blood. The uniform he had been wearing was ripped to shreds. All I saw in that moment was red. Red pooled around Ikuya's lifeless corpse. Red covering what used to be the most innocent face. It was all just red.
I blink and suddenly it's not Ikuya's corpse anymore, it's Asahi's. His long brown hair knotted with blood. Noya sits on his knees cradling Asahi.
