Misaki's Point of View~
The pain. It was agonizing. Slowly making its way through my skin and into my blood stream. I ask myself why I even struggle. I know the pain won't stop. It never has. The world was a cruel place. A dog eat dog world. Of course I was still a child and couldn't see the evil that lurked around the corners. It wasen't till I was about 6 that My once naive eyes started to mature and I started to see the evil in this horrid world. I saw my parents fight over money. I saw my friends shop lift. I saw people commit suicide on T.V. cause of bullying, stress, debts, and much more. I saw so much evil things. After a while I grew up to the 'Rebellious' age of 17. I lost my child like personality and became jaded. Sure I hid it from my older brother. I became depressed and hated the evil in this world. The pain wouldn't stop. It hurt so much. My parents dying in a car crash. My brother dropping out of school just so he can support us. Everything seemed to hurt. People I once knew, changed. Became evil monsters. Dealing drugs and stealing from the poor. It was almost hard to live knowing so much evil was locked inside this small world. On August 12 ,Six days before my birthday, I was killed in an alleyway. Before I was killed, The 2 men raped me brutally and stabbed me countless times, after that they left me in that dark cold alleyway naked, bruised, & bloody. It rained that day. I remember it. I remember the burning flames that were dancing on my stomach, tickling my skin and piercing my heart over and over. I remember the flames that were mixed in with cold drops of rain. I remember the last thing I said before I slipped into the darkness. Succumbed by the large weight the lacerations placed upon me by one of the evil things darkness, its self, feeds on. With my last breath, I whispered, " Nii-chan Forgive me." A tear prickled down my cheek and landed on the cold alleyway floor. I remembered the moment a couple found me. They were panicking at my dead cold body. The couple quickly called 911, the ambulance came driving me to the hospital and contacting my Nii-chan, Telling him the news of my death and faked an apology for his loss. That was when I couldn't watch any longer and closed my eyes. This world was evil. The earlier people understand the better.
Ritsu's Point of View~
At a very young age I came to learn that I was not the ordinary kid. My parents owned a large publishing company. So when I entered school, I was immediately befriended by a whole group of people. As little as I was, I did not understand the concept of 'being used' But after a few months, Trust me, I got the concept memorized like the back of my hand. The whole group of people that I called my 'friends' back stabbed me cause I wouldn't give them any money. I was used, lied to, and Abandoned like a pup on the side of the road. As I went into older grades, I isolated myself and buried myself in books. The only love I knew was my love for books and family. But at the age of fifteen my eye was caught by an older class man that I came to know as 'Saga- Sempai' I instantly fell in 'love' He was into books, I guess that was why I came to like him so much. I started to watch him everyday after school. Looking at the books he would read and checked it out just so I could fill in my name under his. After a while I saw him hesitating to grab a book. I watched him look at it behind the shelves, soon he just left walking away. I came from the book shelf and reached to grab it, as my fingers barely touched it I saw the familiar porcelain fingers reaching out to grab the same book. After that it was all a blur, the moments we had, the food we ate together, and the study dates we had... But then It flashed to his bedroom, I was nervous, my heart was pounding 8,000 miles per hour and My face was heated so hot that I bet you could have baked a cake on it. I still remember everything. 'I love you.' he whispered, I remember it all. I remember the pain I felt when he laughed at me a random day after we made love, or what I thought we did; turned out it was just a little fuck to him. I was just a toy, someone to laugh at, someone to shatter. I still remember The pain I felt when I first brought a razor to my wrist.. I was 15, and I thought I loved him. I didn't know how to cope with the sadness in my heart... The sadness of rejection. I cant believe, I was so naive... to believe that a upperclassman like Saga-Sempai would even love a underclassman like me. I then asked my parents to study abroad. I didn't want the memories. I didn't want to see HIM. I didn't want to remember anything Not his face, not the books that he read, not the food we ate, especially not the hours we 'made love' together. He didn't love me, he never did, it was all a game to him. I was a little underclassman he wanted to break as an easy target. I can't back time now, I cant take back what I did, and because of that I became jaded and cold hearted to love and the concept of it. Eventually I returned from England with the same jaded and cold hearted personality I had after the incident. After moving back, I went shopping for food. On the way to the groceries, I saw an old lady in the middle of the street with a bus full of people driving rapidly towards her frail body, without any time to think, I pushed her out of the way putting my body in her place. The impact killed me as you would predict from being hit by a large bus full of people, and so I died that June day, in the middle of the road in my own blood. But I never did regret saving that old lady, what I have learned from this world is In a dark room, you must turn on some light. My jaded heart, that day, emitted some dim light from saving that old lady. But Before I died, a face that looked so familiar flashed before my eyes and I couldn't make out his name. . . but I could hear my high pitched voice from High school whisper, "Saga-Sempai." I died in my own pool of blood, but I did not care. I was a better person now then 10 minutes before, and that was all that mattered to me. The darkness surrounded me and swallowed me whole, leaving me in complete bliss.