Prologue
A blond boy sat awkwardly on the toilet. His head was leaning on the wall, both eyes were shut. Sweats covering his skin, which made his face a bit pale. His mouth was partly opened and low pants slipped out from his lips. There were red droplets that dropped eerily from his hand, or to be precise, his wrist, staining the pure white floor. It soon formed a red pool, flowing here and there.
Suddenly, the boy made a slight movement. He stirred his head right and left, slowly, wearily. Seemed he was recalling some kind of a bad memory or perhaps a nightmare, because after that, a low sad mumble slipped from his lips.
"miss… you… miss you… a lot…"
Note: this is my first fanfic, so if it's boring or what, please let me know (yes, that means review), but, uh… no flame, please... Oh, by the way, English is not my first language, so if there's grammatical mistake or anything else, please forgive me…
(bowing head)