Paper Crane
No.0 – Tateyama Ayano
"If I had those red eyes myself, could I save someone's future?"
Alone on a windy school rooftop, stood a girl with long brown hair. The wind blew, and her hair swayed. She took a step forward—she was now one step closer to the edge of the rooftop, one step closer to death. Despite what she was going to do, her face showed no emotion. Her eyes looked forward towards the setting sun. "The sun is red," she thought, "The same red that those three has in their eyes, the same red that my scarf has, the same red that is the colour of heroes." She took another step forward, one more step closer to death.
The girl reached into her pocket and took out a paper crane. She stared at it. "Shintaro-kun…" Tears flowed down her cheeks, and dripped onto the paper crane. The girl thought of the times she had spent with the boy genius. By taking a few steps forward, all of that would be destroyed. Those happy days she had spent with him, all of it would be gone. What would his reaction to her death be like? She wondered. Would he be sad? Would he be angry? Would he be annoyed? The genius boy rarely showed any emotions except annoyance. The girl thought of the time he has stayed back to help her with her work, the times he had studied with her for tests and the time he introduced her to his friends, Takane and Haruka. "If I did this, wouldn't I be inconveniencing him?" She thought. There was a pause. "Ehehe. I'm stupid, you know. So it can't be helped." She muttered.
The wind blew once again, blowing the girl's seifuku. The paper crown flow out of her hand, and floated gracefully on the wind, before landing near the edge of the school building. The girl wiped away her tears with the back of her hand. "When I get those eyes, I'll be able to help everyone." The girl took another step forward. Just three steps away from the edge of the building now. "Goodbye, Shintaro-kun. I'm sorry. Shall we say goodbye?" Another step. "Takane-san, Haruka-san…Goodbye." Another step. "And last of all, Kido, Seto and Kano. I wonder…if our secret club will still smile together after this." Yet another step. "Red is the colour of a hero. Don't forget that." The girl took one last look at the paper crane lying on the ground, before facing forward towards the red sun.
The breeze blew, and her red scarf fluttered in the wind. "Happiness…is a very curious thing, isn't it? Everyone, I'm sorry." She took the last step forward. One second later, she was gone. Her scarf fluttered in the wind for the last time. Then, the only reminder left of Tateyama Ayano was the lone paper crane, lying on the ground.
Writer's note: I'm gomen this sucks. D: