PROLOGUE
The scarlettine teen sat on his bed, curled up, clutching a pillow. A depressed sigh escaped his lips as tears ran down his face. He buried his head in his knees, crying even more.
"Why….? Why did this have to happen?" Daisuke glance over at the picture of his family on the dresser, and even more tears came into his eyes.
You see, six months ago, Daisuke's family was brutally murdered by Azumano's most feared serial killer. Each and every single one was slaughtered right in front of him, and it resulted in emotional scarring. For reasons unknown, Daisuke was allowed to live, and he didn't know why. Because of all this, Daisuke was now on his own, wandering from place to place to call his home. For the past week, he had been staying at a local motel, and because the manager knew his grandfather, he let Daisuke stay. As the days slowly went by, the Niwa boy became more depressed. Daisuke grabbed the picture, keeping it close to him, keeping it close to him. Some time passed before the red head's tears finally put him to sleep.
Daisuke: *blinks* That's it?
Me: Meh. I got lazy...There's gonna be more in the 1st chapter. :P
Daisuke: ^w^
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