I really wanted to write Hayato's perspective on this whole thing. I can't believe it took me so long to write out!
Koharu Hinata was special to him.
Despite what her friends said, or what he said, or even what her parents said, she refused to believe the truth.
She was everything more than a simple girl. An amazing girl who used to love taking photos and being a detective, who used to love nothing more than sending a punch flying. A beautiful girl who decided to learn to cook because everyone else was.
Hayato Haruki loved Koharu Hinata more than anything, no denying it.
Which is why he died when Koharu did.
Hayato had been playing his keyboard when he got the call.
He didn't pick it up, and let the answering machine take it, too busy in a solo to really leave.
"Attention Akademi High parents and guardians. Several corpses have been discovered on school grounds."
Hayato nearly knocked the keyboard off of the stand.
And with no hesitation, he had run out of the house.
A crowd of parents and siblings had formed at the entrance of the school, blocking the gates. Hayato struggled to push through the crowd, but gave up once he saw there was no way through.
"Hayato!"
Hayato turned to face Koharu's parents. Their faces flooded with relief once they saw him, but that was quickly reversed once they realized Koharu wasn't with him.
"Have you seen Koharu?" Her mother desperately asked.
"No..." Hayato frowned. "You haven't?"
"Not at all." Koharu's father watched the school gates in fear.
Before any more conversation could be made, the school gates opened and yelling ensued. Hayato's eyes widened as he saw medical teams carry out stretchers, covered with sheets. His face paled as he saw a pair of cyan twintails drooping out of one of them. Saki Miyu.
A girl in the cooking club with Koharu.
5 stretchers were brought out. Behind them, was the red-haired Yui Rio, looking traumatized.
"Yui!" Haruto Yuto, Hayato's red-haired friend ran towards Yui, embracing her in a hug and whispering fervently under his breath to her.
5 stretchers...
Yui being alive...
"I-I barely made it out alive..." Yui mumbled, loud enough for everyone to hear. "They were terrible!"
"Who did it?" One of the policemen asked.
"I don't know...I ran away as fast as I could!" Yui sobbed loudly.
(Little did anyone know, she was merely pretending.)
Hayato watched the medics put the stretchers into the vehicles. They struggled to load the last one, and in an act of unprofessionalism, dropped a stretcher, sending a body flying towards the ground.
A body with green pigtails that he loved to play with and beautiful green eyes that he had watched light up. A body with a beautiful face that he loved to look at, a body that possessed a wonderful voice. A body with slender hands he had watched take pictures and legs he had seen kick the air.
A body with a stab wound in the back of her head.
"KOHARU!"
Her funeral was terrible.
The martial arts club and the photography club had showed up, bowing their heads in love and honor for her.
Her parents had cried the hardest.
Hayato hadn't cried. He did all that by himself at home later.
Instead, with steely eyes, he had stood there, holding a crumpled letter in his hands.
A letter in a pink envelope with a heart-shaped sticker holding it closed. He was going to confess to her the Friday during the week she died.
But it was too late now.
"The police... found one of her cameras during the investigation. Do you want it?" Koharu's father sounded uneasy as he gingerly held out the expensive piece of Saikou equipment.
"...Sure." Hayato accepted the camera with a strained smile.
Once her parents had left the room, Hayato sat down and tapped the gallery button.
The very first picture to appear was an image of his classmate, Ayano Aishi, pulling a knife out of the neck of Kokona Haruka. It was a blurry picture, but Ayano's charcoal hair was definitely visible.
Hayato stared.
And it clicked.
Ayano Aishi had killed Koharu Hinata.
...
...
...
Ayano Aishi was going to pay.
Ayano Aishi was going to pay for killing the girl he loved.
Ayano Aishi was going to die.
Unknown number: Hey. I heard you wanted a favor. You know the payment.
Hayato attached the panty shots he had taken with no remorse. One from nearly every girl in school. Every girl that was alive, anyways.
Unknown number: Well, you seem determined. What do you want?
Hayato typed out a reply. I want Ayano Aishi to die.
Unknown number: The only way for anyone in this school to die is to kill them.
Hayato stared at his screen, blankly.
He wasn't going to kill Ayano. He had more humanity than that. If he really wanted to kill her, he could just hire a hitman or something. His morals may have been shot, but he didn't want to directly kill her.
...Right?
Hayato's fingers twitched as he tried to write a response, but he kept making typos. He set the phone down and clasped his hands together, trying to steady them.
Ayano Aishi deserved to die.
But Ayano Aishi deserve to die as brutally as he wanted her to? And by his hands?
No.
Of course not.
She was human.
...
Right?
Sickening images of Ayano's eyes being pulled out from her head filled his brain. Knives entering her body. The gurgling sounds she would make while she was choked. A saw chopping off her limbs as she screamed in pain. Her voice, begging her killer to stop.
She was a monster that had killed Koharu.
She wasn't human.
Monsters didn't deserve to live.
Hayato's twitching fingers abruptly stopped as he picked up the phone.
Give me the tools, and I'll kill her.
Unknown number: If you say so.
Feedback time: Should I turn Hayato's quest for revenge into a full fanfic?
Also: You may have noted Yui's fake tears. I'm working on a Yui and Haruto centric fanfic. It will tie into the Hayato-revenge fic, if I decide to write it.
Thanks for reading!