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Yoshiki slowly walked back to his house after talking with Hikaru. That was so awkward. Still though, he couldn’t let Hikaru know that he liked him, what would Hikaru even think of him? He didn’t want to take the risk of ruining their friendship over some stupid crush. He’d probably never be accepted anyway.
Why was Yoshiki even like this? Why did he have to be the different one. Why couldn’t he just be normal? He felt as if he couldn’t even understand himself. Wherever he went, it never felt like home. Then, just to top it, he was stuck in this damn village. It’s as if he’s unseen, and it wouldn’t help if they knew that he was gay.
Yoshiki sighed. He’s going to have to tell Hikaru eventually, even if he didn’t want to. Mainly because Hikaru would probably find out with his “super deduction” skills. Still though, they had always been so close, and Yoshiki didn’t want to lose that.
Yoshiki stopped in his tracks. He shouldn’t have gotten mad. He didn’t even know why he got mad. Hikaru just wanted to help. He felt nauseous with guilt. He should go back and talk to Hikaru, not necessarily about Yoshiki’s crush, but about how Yoshiki got mad. He wanted to apologize. How though, what would be a good way of apologizing?
Yoshiki turned around and started making his way back to Hikaru’s house through the snow. He could think about it on the way, he couldn’t turn back now.
“So much walking.” Yoshiki muttered to himself as the icy winter wind blew across his face.
Then, as Yoshiki was still deep in thought, he tripped over a stump that was hidden in the snow.
He gasped as he quickly landed. He felt this horrid, unbearable pain numb his head. A crack noise echoed throughout snowy the forest. Then, blood slowly dripped down from Yoshiki’s head, into his eyes.
He could barely make out what was happening with his vision blinded with warm, sticky blood. He could definitely feel it though. He landed face first onto a rock. The sharp part of the rock was wedged into his forehead.
Is this really how Yoshiki was going to die? Alone? cold?
Such a stupid death. Storming away after a argument that he started. Dying from a rock. A fucking rock.
He attempted to push his head away from the rock, and he actually lifted it up a bit, but failed as he lost control of his body. His head bashed back into the rock, refilling the whole in his head with the rock. It was weird, not being able to control his own body. It felt as if he was a stranger in his own skin.
The pain was still immense, and his head bashing back into the rock didn’t help. Not at all.
Yoshiki started thinking, or trying to.
“No. It can’t end, not like this.“ Yoshiki thought, but struggled. It was hard to think clearly as he attempted to push away the pain. He was such a stupid ignorant fool! What about his family!? What about Hikaru..? will he ever apologize, will he ever say bye?
“I.. I’m sorry…” Yoshiki whispered. He apologized, for so many things. One of those being Hikaru. The last time he would have ever spoken to Hikaru would have been an argument.
Then, it hit him. “I’m sorry.” Such stupid words. Was that really the last thing he wanted to say? Why not, “I love you, mom”? Or.. “I love you, Hikaru.” Either way, he couldn’t change it now. That’s what he was stuck with. It’s not like anyone would hear, anyway.
Quickly, his vision went black, and the ringing in his ears stopped, the stinging pain that had spread throughout his body stopped, his thoughts stopped.
Everything stopped.