Important:
Before you proceed to read this story, there are a few things I want you to take note about this story:
1) This story may contain many psychological instances which may affect the readers' emotions. (My first reader, who is my editor, has told me about it and has experience many different types of emotions while reading this. So, read it if you dare to.)
2) Any familiar or similar events in this story are not related to any real life people or events at all. They are purely coincidental.
3) Certain parts of this story might be confusing due to some characters' conflicting feelings within themselves.
4) Some of the characters' personalities are altered to match with the flow of this story.
His Psychotic Love
He remembered her as his saviour who reached out to him in spite of those bad rumours. He remembered her as someone who slowly sank into darkness day by day. Her mental condition also worsened at each passing day and the only person she could rely on was him. He loved her for so long and his obsession began to grow right after she had decided to take away her own life right before his very own eyes. Just then, he realised that he could not live in this cruel world without her so he vowed to protect her and love her unconditionally until the very end, even if it meant to take away her life with his bare hands as well to soothe her aching heart.
Disclaimer: I don't own either Gakuen Alice or its characters, except for this story plot.
Chapter 1: You Mustn't
"Mikan! Wake up!"
Mikan dug her head deeper into the pillow and mumbled, "A few more minutes..."
"Uh-uh! Your first day of school starts today! Now, get your little butt up!" her mother shouted impatiently.
Mikan wrapped the blanket around her body and scrambled out of bed. Her mother, Yuka Azumi, smiled and walked away. Mikan yawned and immediately after Yuka left, she fell onto the bed and slept again.
'Ring! Ring!'
Mikan jerked awake and shivered continuously. Her handphone rang and without looking at the caller ID, she knew who the caller was. It was 'him'. She immediately got up and ran to washroom.
The ringtone kept playing until the line was cut off. Then, the ringtone played again and again. It seemed to play forever. It never stopped until Mikan was all dressed up for school.
She walked out of the washroom and finally picked up her handphone. Her finger shivered as she hit the pick-up button.
Pressing the handphone against her ears, she spoke softly, "Hello?"
"I have called you many times but you did not pick up."
Mikan apologised, "Sorry, I was in the washroom."
"Next time, please bring your handphone to the washroom, okay?"
"Yes."
"Good girl."
Mikan looked at the clock and said, "I need to hang up now. I have to go to school."
"Oh, school! Remember to tell me everything which happens in school. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Before you hang up, remember the golden rule. You mustn't..."
"I know."
"You mustn't..."
"Yes, I remember."
Just then, the line was cut off, leaving Mikan shivering continuously. She slipped her handphone into her pocket and walked out of the room.
When she arrived at the school gate, she was greeted by a few students. She was so excited to start her first day as a middle school student. She went to the bulletin board and scanned through the papers to search for her class.
"Sakura-san?" a voice called out to her and she turned to look back.
Standing behind her was a familiar looking girl but she could not remember who she was.
Instead of ignoring her, Mikan plucked up her courage and greeted, "Hello! Nice to meet you."
The girl opened her violet eyes widely and proclaimed, "Seriously, don't you remember me? I'm Hotaru Imai, your ex-classmate."
"Hotaru Imai? Are you that girl who excelled in almost everything and was labeled as a child prodigy in elementary school?"
Hotaru smiled happily and exclaimed, "Yes, I am but I am not that great though."
"I would never expect someone from the same elementary school as me to attend the same middle school as me. It's a coincidence!" Mikan chirped.
Hotaru blushed and muttered, "Though we are not really friends, is it okay for me to hang out with you? I mean, since both of us know each other, we might as well be friends. What do you think?"
Mikan blushed too and nodded frantically. Hotaru giggled and held Mikan's hand, making Mikan jumped a little. She had never held hands with other people, except for 'him'.
You mustn't...
Mikan stopped and pulled her hand away from Hotaru. Hotaru stared at her worriedly.
"What happened? You don't like being held by the hands?" Hotaru queried disappointedly. "Well, I'm sorry. I thought friends should hold hands with one another."
Hotaru cupped her hands together, depicting an example of holdings hands. Feeling guilty, Mikan pursed her lips and brushed off that thought in her head.
"No, it's my fault. So sorry," Mikan interjected as she held Hotaru's hand again. "I was thinking of something and I got worked up a little. Let's assemble in the hall together."
Hotaru looked at her suspiciously and asked softly, "What class are you in? I'm in Class 1C."
"Same as you," Mikan replied with a delighted smile.
"Thank goodness! I'm not alone!"
"Same here, Imai-san."
Both of them smiled and entered the hall together.
-:-:-:-
Mikan opened the front door of her house and entered it.
She gently closed the door and shouted, "Mum, I'm home!"
Yuka came out from the kitchen and smiled, "Mikan, how is your first day of school?"
"Quite interesting. The teachers are nice. The students are also warm and friendly. I like it, Mum," Mikan answered honestly.
Yuka smiled and returned to the kitchen. Mikan hurried back to her room and closed the door behind her. She took out her handphone and opened her contact list. In fact, there was only one contact in her list. It was 'his' contact. Her thumb shivered again. It was as if her thumb did not want to touch the call button.
'Ring! Ring!'
Shocked, Mikan dropped her vibrating phone onto the floor. Her breathing became unstable and she was sweating profusely.
She slowly picked it up and answered it, "Yes? Mikan is speaking."
"You have taken forty-two seconds to pick up my call. Didn't I tell you to call me once you have reached home?"
"Yes, I'm sorry."
"Now, tell me everything about your first day in school."
"It was great. The people there are nice. There was no lesson today as the teachers were doing some administrative work."
"And?"
"And I met my ex-classmate," Mikan said reluctantly and she closed her eyes.
"Are you two friends?"
Mikan opened her eyes widely and wanted to protest but no voice came out. There was silence.
"Mikan, you have promised me before that you mustn't..."
"I know! We are definitely not friends!" Mikan shouted.
"Good girl."
Then, the line was cut off once more. The handphone slipped off from her hand and landed on the floor. Something wet rolled down her cheeks and it entered into her mouth. She tasted saltiness of the liquid.
Her hands touched her cheeks and wiped the liquid off her face.
She stared at her palms and stammered, "Why... Why am I... crying?"
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