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Mitake Ran has had it.
Being a victim of this so-called life, wasn't one of the things she would like to brag about. She's sick and tired of the same as always she goes through almost every passing day. Thinking back, she honestly can't figure out when this all started.
Of course, one of the reasons she is alive to this day was because of five people; her four childhood friends, who were always by her side ever since she was a lonely child who had trouble talking to others, till this very day.
They formed an even stronger relationship after they formed a band together, continuing at a brilliant pace. They'd talk with each other every day, practicing and holding sessions every week. They were busy, but it meant they were getting better.
Another person, Minato Yukina. She's named this figure as a worthy rival of her own band, but after time realized she might be more than just…a simple rival. Butting heads with her upperclassmen has led to many opportunities to get closer to her and sing beside her. She felt bliss, happiness she never knew was stored in her.
However, this happiness had gone away like a candle blown away by the wind. It had always been a tough 17 years for her to live, nothing but unfortunate accidents and happenings that just made her feel empty inside.
Ever since her mother disappeared early in her childhood, she fell into deep depression. Their family was what you would call an ideal family, nothing but laughter, gatherings and activities. It all changed after the passing of Ran’s mother. Though she was a bit young, she remembers it like it was yesterday. After all, nothing good happened after that.
The shock of losing his wife made Ran’s father neglect his own hurting daughter. He never bonded with her properly or gave her the love she needed which only made the girl even more depressed. As she grew older, it was all about her inheriting the flower arrangement business her father owned, but Ran wasn't interested in any of that. Having said that, not only was her father strict on her but his flower arrangement group used to and still harass Ran to this very day, making her feel very uncomfortable.
Moreover, she's been having stalker problems ever since their band had gotten more attention the past year. She didn't pay it any mind at first, but it's been getting her worried lately. She'd almost been raped once, if it weren't for the security guards that had coincidentally been nearby. It was a traumatic experience and she didn't want to relive something like that again. That made her stay at home every chance she got, trying to calm herself down a bit.
Though, staying at home means nothing to do, which made her open her phone often. That wasn't the best decision to make, for she forgot about the social media accounts she had. While there is a lot of support from fans, she can't deny the hate and the death threats that've been sliding in her DM's every now and then.
Ran would cry herself to sleep every passing night, her pillow would be drenched in tears the following day. it was horrible, absolutely agonizing. It was getting harder and harder to maintain this life she was living, even though she tried her best to look at the bright side of things and live through it all.
She even thought of confessing to her admiration, Minato Yukina; but life can't be that easy, can it? She'd always catch her rival with her childhood friend Lisa, smiling, chatting, hugging. That would just make her freeze.
There's no way I can win against Lisa.
She’s smart, cute, supportive, stylish; everything she's not. If all Ran did was argue and compete with Yukina, then she wouldn't even stand a chance to even be labeled as a friend, moreover a comrade.
She bit her lip in frustration, the grip on the metallic railing getting tighter and tighter.
That's right; She has come up here on the roof to end it all, right this very day. Going to the other side would be much better than living this tiring, exhausting life. She smiled weakly, looking at the scenery in front of her; The sunset dyeing her pitiful body crimson could not have been a better setting for her to die in. She wiped the remaining tears falling down her cheeks, a few sniffles escaping her before she took a deep breath.
She was going to be released from from this torture, slowly climbing over the railings as her hair and uniform blew in the evening wind. It had been fun, for the most part, and now she could rest peacefully without any concerns.
“Goodbye,” her lips were quivering, her whispering voice quiet and shaky. Her emotions were getting the best of her and she just started crying her eyes out, letting out what she bottled up inside her. She looked back for a second, looking at her dull shoes on the ground with a letter she wrote inside of it. It was a will, a suicide note she wrote prior to this event. She bit her lips, looking at the scenery once more.
This was it. She wasn't going to take back anything, and she most definitely won't be turning back.
This is the end of my journey.
Thank you Afterglow, for supporting me. Thank you to the other bands, for giving us more friends.
Thank you Moca, for always being a good friend despite teasing me.
Thank you Tsugumi, for always trying to boost my confidence.
Thank you Tomoe, for always trying to cheer me up.
Thank you Himari, for being a great leader, always bringing us together.
I'm sorry for leaving so soon, I hope we can meet again someday.
Ah.
I almost forgot.
Thank you, Minato Yukina, for giving me hope I wasn't aware of.
It's been amazing.
“Goodbye.”
“Huh?”
A powerful, unknown force stopped her legs from moving, her body almost paralyzed. This feeling, this warmth, it was a human. Ran instantly looked back as she was pulled into safety, her red, teary eyes widening in disbelief. Her heart dropped, her words getting caught in her throat as she stood there, trembling.
Despite the pale face and horrified expression, she knew those pairs of gold anywhere.
“M..Mi..Mi-Mina-”
“What do you think you're doing?”
To be continued.