Prologue
I expected my end to approach slowly. I thought that, when my time came, an illness would announce itself and leave me time to sort out my regrets, maybe bid farewell to my loved ones and, after all was said and done, I'd leave in my sleep. Accidents happened, of course, but what were the chances I would fall victim to one? For that and other reasons, I was not prepared for the suddenness of my death.
I had recently received my medical degree and was on my way to start residency training. The future looked brighter than it ever had before. I wasn't suffocated with tests nor was I spending sleepless nights cramming every piece of information I could into my brain. I could finally slow down, stop and breathe in- So that's exactly what I did.
In the middle of a crosswalk.
Looking back, I realize how stupid that was. In my defense, though, the driver was beyond speed limit. Also, the lights were red. Completely his fault, if you ask me.
Death by truck. Glorious, isn't it?
I barely felt any pain over the shock of inertia, adrenaline rushing through my veins, and as the thought of death finally registered, regret washed over me.
I should have taken Bijou on a walk more often. When was the last time I sat down and talked to dad? I could have visited mother last weekend, why didn't I? I should have made up with my sister- why did we get in a fight in the first place?
I should have looked both ways before crossing-
The world faded to black with a last, miserable, I don't want to die.
And suddenly, as if I hadn't just left the land of the living, countless senses invaded my being. The cold being the most evident one, closely followed by why is my vison so blurry and there is so much noise. The discomfort was so big that as soon as I found the remotest sense of warmth and safety, I realized the noise had stopped, because I had stopped crying.
I had been the one crying.
I guess the situation was too overwhelming for me to handle, because, at that final revelation, I fell asleep.
A/N: Hey there! Just passing by to explain what Ace!SI-OC is. It stands for asexual self-insert original character. That means this story focuses on the life of an OC in the asexual spectrum, therefore she will not feel sexual attraction towards anyone. Romantic and aesthetic attraction are still game, though. Ships will probably be a thing, too.
Hope you enjoyed the read!
~ Ryohei