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ena pov //
My phone starts buzzing on my desk but I don’t really notice it. I’m busy saying goodbye to Mizuki.
They came over today so they could see how I’m going with the art for N25’s new song.
The art’s lowkey bad though.
It doesn’t matter.
As I take them to the door, they say something. Something I guess they think I needed to hear..?
“You need to think better of yourself, Ena.”
Hah.
No.
“No chance,” I say as I shove them playfully. “I’m happy with my low self esteem, thanks.”
“Alright..” they say with a smirk.
“See you later Mizuki.” I say.
“Bye, Ena.” they say.
As they close the door behind themself, I head upstairs and grab my phone.
A couple of notifications from YouTube and Instagram.
A message from Kanade on Nightcord.
A missed call and voicemail from Akito.
I don’t return the call but I listen to the voicemail.
Just out of curiosity.
“Hi Ena it’s me, please don’t hang up, this is important. Uh.. I’m at the hospital right now.. it’s Toya, he’s been admitted. He.. he’s- just.. call me when you get this, okay? Bye. I love you.. please call me..”
My eyebrows furrow. He sounds.. scared almost. Definitely really stressed.
Something’s very wrong.
I run downstairs, calling out to my dad.
He walks out of his bedroom, looking at me quizzically.
“It’s Akito. His best friend is in the hospital.”
His eyes widen slightly.
Damn. He actually cares.
He leads me to the car, asking if I know which hospital he’s at.
“I- don’t know. I’ll check with him.”
I pick up my phone again, opening his contact and calling him.
He picks up almost immediately.
“I’m on my way with Dad right now. What hospital are you at?”
“Japan Red Cross,” I hear his voice say.
“Okay,” I reply. “Keep me updated.”
“Alright.. thanks, Ena.”
“Mhm.” I say, hanging up.
“He’s at JRC.” I say to my dad.
We reverse out of our driveway and start off towards the hospital.
rui pov //
“So anyway, it all went BOOM BOOM! And the plushies started flying!! And there was confetti and glitter and it was all WOW!!!” Miku says excitedly to me.
“Fufu~ it sounds wonderful. I wish I could have been there.”
Nene mutters under her breath. “I think it would have ruptured our eardrums..”
I’m about to reply when my phone starts ringing. I pull it out of my back pocket and am surprised to see Shinonome’s name come up on the screen.
I pick up, holding the phone to my ear.
“Fufu~ hello Shinonome-kun. I don’t think you’ve called me before~” I say.
“Hi Kamishiro-senpai. I, uh.. do you have Tenma’s number?” he asks quietly.
His voice..
It’s filled with panic.
“Ah, yes, I do..” I reply, the playfulness out of my own voice. “I’ll send you his contact.. do you mind telling me what’s going on?”
“Uh, I.. maybe not right now, uhm.. I can tell you tomorrow.”
“No, I don’t mean to pry. You don’t have to tell me. I’ll send you Tsukasa’s contact now.”
“Thank you, Kamishiro-senpai.” he says.
“Goodbye, Shinonome.. and, well.. good luck with whatever’s going on.”
“Goodbye. Thanks again.”
I hang up. I open messages and send through Tsukasa’s contact information.
Nene leans over. “What was that about..?”
“Yeah, your face and your voice went all sad and.. not wonderhoy.” Miku says.
“I’m not sure..” I say. “It was Shinonome. He sounds stressed but he didn’t want to tell me what happened.”
“Oh, Akito Shinonome? Yeah, I know him, he’s in my homeroom class....” Nene says. “That doesn’t sound very like him..”
“No..” I mutter. “No, it doesn’t.”
“I hope he’ll be okay☆!” Miku says.
“Yeah.. I hope so too…” I sigh, pocketing my phone.
tsukasa pov //
Saki and I decided to watch television together in the living room today as a way to wind down.
After around twenty minutes of this, Saki gets up to get some snacks.
I reach over to pass her her crutch, but she refuses.
“I’ll be fine walking to the kitchen, oniisan! Don’t worryyyy~!” she says.
I smile. “Alright. I’m here if you need help.”
She grins, pausing the television.
I lean back on the couch when my phone rings in my pocket.
It’s an unknown number.
I answer it on speaker.
“Hello, this is Tenma Tsukasa.”
“Ah, Tenma-senpai..” It’s Akito’s voice that comes through the phone speaker. I smile.
“Oh, Akito! How did you get my number?”
“Kamishiro-senpai gave it to me.. I hope that’s okay?”
He sounds.. different.
“Yes, of course, that’s alright. What’s going on? You sound.. quite stressed.”
“I…” he pauses, letting out a sigh.
“Are you sitting down?” he asks quietly, hesitantly.
“Yes, I’m in the living room with Saki.” I say, sitting up straighter. Saki comes walking warily back to the couch, placing the snacks on the ground.
“You, uh.. okay. This is a lot.”
He pauses again.
I’m starting to get scared..
“It’s Toya. He- he attempted to commit suicide-“
…what..? Toya? Our.. Toya..?
Suicide..?!
Saki gasps. I almost drop the phone.
“-and he’s in the JRC Med Center now. He’s alive.. but I- I..”
“We’re on our way.” I say.
I pass Saki her crutch and call an Uber to take us to JRC. I throw on a jacket and fumble with my shoes, practically running out the door.
Saki grabs a house key as she stumbles through the doorway.
Tears have started pooling in the corners of her eyes.
Whether from memories of JRC in the past or from now..
I don’t know..
All I know is that I need to help my brother.
The Uber arrives.
It seems to simultaneously take forever and no time at all to get to the Med Center.
As I grab Saki and start through the automatic doors, I feel a tap on my shoulder.
It’s Ena, and her and Akito’s father.
“Hello Tsukasa. Are you here for Toya as well..? I know he means a lot to you, uh..” she says.
I nod. Saki’s eyes are red, and Ena seems to spot this.
“Do you, uh.. know what happened? Akito didn’t tell me the whole thing..”
“It’s not my story to tell.” I say, honestly surprised at how quiet and flat my voice is.
“O-oh, right. Uh.. let’s go inside now..”
ena pov //
That little bitch, he told some dude who he doesn’t even know that well more than his own sister.
But this is about Toya-kun, not me..
It isn’t the time to be selfish.