Cotefuture Stories

Plip Plop Plip Plop Tears, a sign of weakness. They were my friends, friends who never abandoned me. Who never left when I told them to leave. The color red was one that I hated. Digging up past memories. The color red covered my vision while pain struck me. Why do all my friendships and relationships never go right? Why me? Why am I the tortured one? What did I do to deserve this? What? What did I do? Tell me, Please, Please, I just want this all to end, so please, please just tell me, Tell me why I deserve this. *Most of these characters are from Classroom of the Elite