Chapter Text
Kanade Yoisaki, the composer of Nightcord, had a deep love for another member: Mizuki Akiyama. Her eyes, her smile, her personality… everything about her was amazing in Kanade’s eyes.
So she decided to enroll as a daytime student in Kamiyama instead of taking their online classes, because she wanted to see her more. Upon arrival, Mizuki was shocked to see Kanade there.
"K-Kanade! You’re… why are you in Kamiyama?!"
Kanade let out a slight chuckle, before responding to Mizuki with a warm smile.
"I wanted to spend more time with you."
Mizuki was surprised. Nobody had ever liked her this much to the point where they would step out of their comfort zone just for her. In Kanade’s case, she preferred working online, but sucked it up and decided to attend Kamiyama classes during the day just to see Mizuki.
Kanade checked her schedule, and she was put in class 3C, which amused Mizuki.
"Oh, you got Rui and Tsukasa senpai’s class! Good luck…" She then let out a laugh, finding the situation entertaining. Kanade looked nervous, because she knew that Tsukasa was loud and that Rui would drag him into crazy situations. But with Mizuki by her side, she could get through this.
Over the next week, everything seemed to be going well. Kanade got to know Mizuki more, and even made a few new friends, but she couldn’t help but feel like something about her was off. Her eyes, her smile, her personality… it just seemed off, and she couldn’t figure out why.
After lunch, Mizuki and Kanade departed in opposite directions, heading to their respective classes. Kanade had a Japanese class, which gave her a bit of trouble, but with the help of Rui, she got through it. Now that it was time to head to her next class, she decided to go see Mizuki again. As she made her way down the stairs, she saw something horrifying.
Two boys walking away after beating up Mizuki.
They seemed to be chatting about something, and Kanade could make out a few sentences.
"Did he really think he could snap back at us? Good thing you punched him and told him to kill himself!" Student C, aka the guy whose name was Masaru said.
"Yeah, he’s honestly so pathetic. I don’t get why that new third year takes a liking to him." Student A, aka the guy whose name was Kenji replied.
Kanade felt anger after hearing what those two boys said about Mizuki. She went to go help Mizuki up, but she looked really pale. She quickly stood up and spoke in a shaky voice.
"You… heard about… how pathetic I am…"
She couldn’t even face Kanade.
"No! Mizuki, you’re not patheti-"
"YES I AM!!!"
And then she ran. And Kanade couldn’t catch up. And after that, everytime she tried to talk to Mizuki, she refused to say a word.
What happened? Everything was just fine thirty minutes ago. Was it because of Kenji and Masaru? Or did she hear something Mizuki didn’t want her to hear? And why were the two boys using masculine pronouns for her anyway? Kanade had way too many questions, and she didn’t even have an answer to a single one.
As soon as she got home, she felt nauseous. What happened with Mizuki? She wasn’t contacting her on Nightcord either. While she was thinking, she got a text from Ena.
Enanan: Is Amia okay? She hasn’t responded to any of my texts…
K: I don’t know what happened with her. She refuses to even talk to me.
Enanan: To YOU?! You’re her closest friend!
K: She got beaten up at school, and when I tried to talk to her, she cried and ran away…
Enanan: Oh my sekai… that sounds so horrible…
Enanan: Let me know if you can get in contact with her, okay?
K: I will.
That night, Kanade was composing a song. Maybe a song would help Mizuki feel better. While she was composing, Miku suddenly appeared on her phone. She looked really stressed.
"Kanade! Mizuki… she’s in so much pain! She won’t listen to any of us… please do something, KAITO said you’re the one she’ll most likely listen to…"
"E-Eh? Mizuki… what’s happening with her?"
"Just… hurry! Please! You’re my last hope!" Miku cried out, her voice shaking.
Kanade wasted no time running to Mizuki’s house. She hated running, since she would normally get exhausted after five minutes, but this was an emergency. The night sky reflected the house, reminding her of the times she used to visit. She burst into the house, ran up the stairs, and was now face to face with Mizuki’s door. She quietly knocked on it, and spoke with a gentle voice.
"Mizuki… it’s me, Kanade…"
No response. She swallowed hard. She didn’t want to just come in like that, but she was growing desperate, and desperate times call for desperate measures.
She opened the door, and what she saw next was the most horrifying thing she saw in forever.
Mizuki’s body, hanging from the ceiling.
This wasn’t real.
This didn’t seem real.
Kanade’s voice got caught in her throat. She wanted to say something, but she felt sick to her stomach.
"M… MIZUKI!"
She fell to her knees, tears streaming down her cheeks, barely even able to process her
friend taking her own life.
Had she had done something to prevent this… maybe Mizuki would still be alive…
Finally mustering the courage to stand up, she looked through a drawer to try and see the things she liked. The first thing she grabbed was a magic wand, which looked like your ordinary plastic wand. She messed around with it for a bit, before realizing there was a secret button. She pressed it, and…
Time seemed to stop.
It was like a rewind, going back to the past, going back through time.
When the effect stopped, Kanade was now back in her room. The time read 03:49 am. This was last night.
With trembling hands, she clutched the wand, realizing its power.
She could maybe, this time, prevent Mizuki’s death from happening.