ayy its ghostjunko. this pained me to write but i have a nasty habit of killing my favourite characters,, gore, blood tw. credit for cover image-
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As if a waterfall was flowing from his opened midsection, Morishige's blood and entrails were being displayed for anyone who was damned enough to be in the hallway of Heavenly Host Elementary. Trickles of the warm red liquid was sputtering from his mouth as his glasses struggled to stay atop his nose. Watching this desperate final act, Mayu's eyes were full of salty tears, which heavily rushed down her pale face. She was watching her closest friend suffer like this, all because of some stupid supernatural charm. Her breathing was frantic and rapid as she panicked, unsure what to do; she couldn't do anything besides watch Morishige convulse and cry shakily.
"M-Mayu..." Morishige called faintly, attempting to raise his battered arm before wincing and pulling it down. "I-I'm sorry...I don't want to leave you here alone...I am afraid I have n-no choice." He finished with a gaping breath. She leaned over him, her tears dampening his blood-soaked uniform. "If I could d-do anything to stay here and b-be with you, for any amount of t-time longer than I have, I would p-pay any price." He continued, coughing up volumes of viscera. Her heart beating out of fear, grief, and countless other emotions, Mayu leaned even closer to Morishige's face, his hot and fading breath on her face. "Its o-okay. You don't have to worry about me; I will be o-okay, just knowing that I was l-lucky enough to know you." Mayu assured him; his eyes widened, but not out of pain, but of wonder and perhaps relief.
Smiling weakly, Mayu gave Morishige a final kiss on the cheek; then all signs of life quickly vanished from his wet body.