Kayori x Monaka

XD I love them

So cute''

They never really knew each other that well, honestly, but he can remember when it all changed. Yes, that's right. The day that she came into his office, sad, beautiful. The rain had drenched her skin, her hair. It wasn't like he knew that he was going to be in love with her, then… but something was warming his heart and he wasn't sure if he could describe it.

Of course, that isn't nearly where this story is going to begin. No, we start in the middle of Spring, where allergies plagued Japan and used tissues rolled along the corridors due to the slight breeze coming through the windows.
Monaka was rolling along in her wheelchair, feeling cute. Everything was looking up—she'd just gotten a boyfriend, people were beginning to forgive her for that whole mass genocide thing, and her stalker had just left her alone.

Everything was going well. But then it wasn't.

"Monaka!" It was her new boyfriend.
Ryuunosuke Yamashita.

Ryuunosuke was a bit of a sad guy, really. He didn't have any particular skills, he was kind of a douchebag to people and loved to stick his penis into things for fun. He was a bit of a shark, and when he smiled, it kind of felt like he was violating you and your hopes and dreams for some reason. Even he couldn't figure out what Monaka saw in him… but oh, well. They were together. It was great for him because he got to stand on the little crane-lifter things on the back of her wheelchair and feel the breeze in his hair as she went down the corridor. …Which was exactly what he did.

"Ryuu-kun!" Monaka blushed. He always did like riding her wheelchair with her—but it was a bit hard to move with him there. "How was your day?"
Ryuunosuke picked his Beretta out of his pocket and scratched his head idly with it. Somebody in the corridor pointed and said 'that's illegal' softly. Ryuun pistol whipped him on his way past and then shot at his foot, secretly, without Monaka realising.
"It was good. I donated to charity for sick orphan children in wheelchairs." It was a LIE. He SHOT a child in a wheelchair that day and pawned the child's insides out for money.
Monaka gasped, holding her cheeks for a moment.
"Ryuu-kun, you're such a good person!" She really believed it. "I feel like I can be a better person when I'm with you. I love you so much."
Ryuunosuke grinned mischievously.
"I know, babe. I love me too."
Monaka just assumed she misheard and 'awww'ed. He was just so sweet. An excellent choice. Ryuunosuke moved to lean down and hug her—only to try and feel her boobs—and—OH, SHIT.
HIS GUN ACCIDENTALLY SHOT HER IN THE FOOT.
Monaka couldn't feel it, but she definitely knew that it happened.
"Oh no, I'm bleeding—is tHAT A GUN, RYUU-KUN?"
Ryuunosuke, panicking, clambered off her wheelchair, kicked it over and then ran off to murder an innocent animal. Monaka was stuck, bleeding out under her wheelchair. Things were looking bad. She called out for help.
"HELP!"

"Don't worry! I'm a doctor!" A voice—and a mysterious stranger approached.

GAsP!1 CLIFFHANGER! 3