My life as a student at my high school is now, officially, over. Ever since this morning, nothing has been what you would call normal. First, I wake up, already late for school. Oh, wait. Sorry, that's actually pretty normal. Soooo, first, I see weird shadows running around campus.
Second, my teacher lets me off the hook for showing up late in his class again. Third, I get punched in the nose by his hand and, fourth, I die. Now, before you get any weird ideas, if I was completely dead I wouldn't be able to tell you all this in the first place, so as you can see, or rather hear, I am completely fine.
Except for the fact that I am now being hunted by a race of demons, life's pretty much normal. Now, however, whenever someone needs help, I charge to the rescue. Yep, it's just another normal day for me.
-Kazito Fugiyoka
My life has always been terrible. I was always bullied at school. I don't know why, it just seemed that people didn't like my presence. The guys would beat me up and I'd get in trouble when I defended myself, for the teachers never saw what they did. The girls would trick me, making me think they liked me and laughing at me because of it. I was always in the principle's office for one reason or another, but I wasn't a bad student. I actually got really good grades. To make matters worse, my mother wanted nothing to do with me. She'd lock me in the basement, sometimes for days, with no food or warmth. My father would then sneak down and beat me before raping me. So, naturally, I wanted to die. But, for some reason, I can't die. No matter what I do, I can't stay dead. The thing I want more than anything is far out of my reach. Why can't I just die?
Warning: mention of rape, suicide, and abuse. Also, this is a boy's love story.