The female, confused, looked at the white haired young man,
"What did you mean by 'not remember' ?"
Y/n, feeling anxious of what she didn't remember.
Afraid of what kind of memory she lost.
He looked troubled and seek for help to the brown haired male.
"Well then my lovely angle, how about taking a walk with us? It's a bit far."
Hesitantly, she accepted the offer. Her body is still weak, so she were to sit on a wheelchair.
The hospital she often visit, to see her mother, to see the progress of improvement of her mother's health that's slowly deteriorating and discussing the therapy.
Thinking back of why you're often in the hospital, your guilt never felt so heavy.
The perfectly happy family, went to ruin because of a naive child insisting on going to a trip.
"Mother.."
She mumbled.
The brown haired man couldn't help but stare quietly at the female.
'Ah, her eyes looks empty again.'
Atsushi pushed her wheelchair and depart from the hospital, with the excuse of going on a walk.
They pass by the park and turned few blocks, finally the graveyard near the sea.
All she saw was, a familiar graveyard.
'Why is it familiar?'
This place, where the coffin of your father's reside.
Now, Dazai lead the way, to where he found her.
Your father's grave,
But also,
Your mother's.
"No..."
All she can think of is rejecting the information. She refuse to believe. Refuse to believe that her parents are now laying 6 feet underground.
"I.. I just..!"
Her head began to rings again and severe headache attacking her.
That's right.
That day, it was raining, she was here.
She was crying here, grieving for the loss of her only family.
Her eyes are now filled with tears. The tears fell down her cheeks with sweat eventually covering her. Her breathing is unstable, as if she's in shock. She lost contact with the real world.
She's now engulfed in her own world. Her own prison inside her mind.
"She can't.. be..! Mother....."
She began mumbling and her mind is now covered by guilt. A whisper could be heard by her inside her mind.
' It's your fault that they died. '
"No, I...! It's..not.."
' You know that it is. Don't deny me, y/n. '
"You're wrong...."
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Meanwhile, the two men began to worry about her,
She began to tremble while talking to herself,
"Y/n?" Called the brunette.
She didn't respond and just grabbed her own head, gripping her hair with trembling hands. Looking like she's possessed.
