Melancholy Nights

Their final year had come. Their final year of hell, of abuse, of the competition towards greatness. Their final year. However such progress had not come at a heavy price. Of the many who had started, few had survived. Now all that remained were a few students, the few students who had overcome the odds and made it to the top. This is the story of two very special, yes very special indeed, students of the Totsuki 92nd generation.

The air was filled with the acrid tinge of smoke, the blazing mixes of color from the fires that raged. Screams could be heard, shouts too, for loved ones, for family, for friends. In that fire, the silhouettes of two people, a man and a woman, could be seen. The woman, trapped beneath the car, begging the man to save himself, the man, in complete opposite of his famous optimism and fun demeanor that had won him acclaim during his years at Totsuki, staunchly refusing to do so with tears streaming down his smudged and scratched face.

"Soma, run for it! Save yourself, both of us don't need to die here!" Megumi knew that both of them wouldn't survive this accident, this cruel twist of fate that had brought them so far but had brought their dreams crashing down at the last second. "You shut up! I'm going to save you so you shut up and stay still!" Soma responded as tears rolled down his ash-stained face. The famously stauch Soma had finally cracked under the prospect of losing one of his dearest friends. As the flames closed in, Megumi had made up her mind. She owed too much to this one man, this man who had captured her heart and her stomach. With the last of the energy in her body, she shoved Soma away from the flames, screaming "JUST GO." At last, Megumi's strength gave out, and her heart, which had beat valiantly for the sake of her life, did stop.