Story
Ayumi P.O.V
It was a dark period of time for me. I felt abandoned as i walked through the downpour of rain, while in a fragile state, my destination was the bridge. I looked past all the unfamiliar faces, keeping my sights on what was in front of me. My pace was slow, and i was swimming around in my head, slowly but gracefully, as if swimming in a sweet syrup. At first, i felt as if i was uncapable of even imagining the future, but later i realized, i don't want a future. Everything is too hard to flow through my scattered brain. I was abandoned as a child, picked on through my middle school years, and beaten physically and emotionally by my... i cant really call them parents... lets call them takers. I have no friends, and no one seems to notice my presence at school, sometimes not even my teachers, as they forget to pair me up for a school project once in a while. As i reach the railing of the bridge, i try not to think as i take off my shoes and jacket, placing them off to the side. I slowly climb my way up to the edge of the railing, and sit down on the cold metal surface briefly. Standing up, i think how good the breeze feels with the scent of sea water, and the fresh, cold rainwater hitting my now somewhat exposed body. 'i could stay here forever' i think to myself, before gently leaning forward, and taking a deep breath... 'so this is how it is'... i close my eyes and fall off of the ledge as if in slow motion, when i felt... a hand?!
I look up, dangling off of someones hand, and see a face... 'someone caught me?!' i think as I'm slowly lifted back up to the railing. "What the fuck are you doing?!", i hear a masculine voice come from somewhere around me, realizing i hit my head while being caught, im quite dizzy. I look up trying to make out his face. He is about my age, maybe older, and he had bleached blonde hair. He's wearing a black hoodie, and wearing a some jeans with a pair of white skate shoes. I couldn't quite make out his facial features, mostly because of my headache, but also because he was wearing his hood up. I try to gain my bearings, but fail miserably, and break out into tears. "Are you okay? Whats wrong?", he asks me while watching me break out into sobs. "Why do you even care? Why did you save me?! I just want to leave!", i say coldly, breaking out into even more sobs, leading to harsh chokes. "Sorry but I cant leave someone to do something like that," he said in a softer tone and paused for a moment before continuing "please tell me whats wrong…". I considered just telling him my life story and letting him know that he should have just left me to jump, and fall to my death. I soon realized at this point in life, I can just try again and no one would notice, and I shouldn't let anyone get involved. 'I don't want him to be a part of this…' I thought before wiping away my tears and answering, "I appreciate your concern, but you don't need to know… thanks I guess". I turned and walked away from him, 'I was so close to being free…' I thought painfully as I trudged through the rain, back to my failure of a life.
Yoshiki P.O.V
It was a normal day, when I was walking home. I decided to take the long route, through the park and over the bridge, as I really just needed some time to think about how I was going to get through high school. On my way there, just a few blocks out of the school gates, I find myself cornered by 4 of the high schools most violent bullies. "Cant run out of this one, can you little rat?", Hakai says teasingly, while pushing me into a wall. "What do you want Hakai," I ask while glaring at him, "I have places in need to be". Hakai just laughs, thinking of that line to be a very lousy excuse to get out of this soon to be painful experience. "Do you think I will just let you go that easily? You owe us 10,000 yen! You think we are going to just let that slide?" he says while kneeing me in the stomach, knocking the wind from my lungs. Another boy, named Tsuki, comes from behind me and restrains my arms, while two others starts kicking my everything from the neck down without holding back. Hakai punches me across the face dozens of times, before taking out a knife, and slowly cuts down my body through my shirt. I could tell it was fairly deep, considering how I was in immense pain and my whole body felt like it was on fire. "AGH-HHHHHH", I yell, hoping it would catch someones attention from the streets, but he found that they were actually in an alleyway near the train tracks underneath the bridge. Luckily it threw them off and I used all the rest of my strength to push myself out of Tsuki's restraints, and kick each of them as hard as he could. When I heard sirens in the distance, I could tell by the look on Hakai's face that he didn't want to be found there with a knife and a beat up, as well as stabbed kid. He quickly stumbled to his feet after I kicked him and said, "This isn't over" before running away like the real pussy he is. His friends immediately followed, which left himself standing there, his wound bleeding even worse. He quickly found a public restroom and locked the door, giving himself a place to very quickly clean himself up. He had a spare hoodie and jeans in his bag which he slipped on, after tightly wrapping his already ruined shirt around his chest to stop the bleeding. As long as he kept the hoodie on, he would be able to hide the bruising and make it through the crowds giving the impression he was just a loner and didn't need people talking to him. I can feel all of the bruises already starting to form, and I can tell I will have one hell of a shiner tomorrow at school. As planned, I walked through the park, thinking, when it started to rain lightly. It felt really good on my tense body, and my new wounds. Then, it turned into a downpour, and I really wished I had just taken the shortcut, after all that had happened today. My eyesight was blurry, but as I walked up to the bridge, I noticed someone sitting on the ledge. They stood up on the railing and my stomach dropped, realizing what they were about to do. I bolted towards them, ignoring the excruciating pain that followed, and grabbed their hand. I felt so much relief at that moment, I had enough strength to pull them up. Not longer after that, I realized she was a girl, and asked her what was wrong after scolding her lightly. I flinched at her cold tone, as she told me I didn't need to know, and abruptly walked away. Since she was going in the opposite way of the bridge, I decided to just let her go, but felt hesitant to do so because I could sense in her tone that she wasn't really thankful I had saved her. I looked back, and found that she was gone, and made my way back to my apartment.