CrImSoN tEaR

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"There you are, Tsukimori-kun!"

Len jumped out from his bed, startled. "K-Kaho? !"

"I noticed that you can't sleep. So i came up with the idea of singing you a lullaby." She giggled that only frightened him more.

"No. It's all right. I'm not really in the mood to sleep."

Her childish grin turned into a cute pout. "Are you avoiding me now? I knew it... You'll also leave me afterwards..."

He suddenly felt guilty. He didn't really like seeing her sad. He did told her that he wont leave her no matter what, and help her get over with the hardships she's going through. But what he's doing now...

"Alright, then." he gave up.

She lightened up in an instant. "YAY! Sore jaa, lay your head on my lap." She sat on his bed, offering her lap to make pillow, tapping it thrice.

He heaved a sigh, afterwards, he complied with a smile. He rested his head comfortably on her lap, while she brushed some strands of his hair off his face, gently.

As he closed his eyes, a vision of memories not his own, came to sight.

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"Ryou-kun! Stop! I said I don't want!"

"Just one, Kahoko." He said before he lounged his lips on her neck once again.

"R-Ryou-kun!" she shouted once more, pushing him away.

"Be quiet!"

"Get away from me!" she pushed him with hard force and slapped him, leaving red mark on his cheek.

"Why you..." he captured her wrist tightly and continued on with the process.

"R-Ryou-kun...!" she shouted, eyes closed tight, avoiding him as much as possible. She kicked him at his side, causing Ryoutarou to wince in pain.

"DAMN!" he cursed.

While he was too occupied in nursing himself, Kaho grabbed this opportunity to escape. She ran upstairs, towards her room to answer her ringing phone and ask for help.

"HEY!" still in pain, he followed her .

He coincidentally saw a knife lying down on the table. He immediately picked it and hastened his walk towards the anxious Kahoko.

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As she entered her room, her phone was nowhere to be found. The heavy footsteps, walking upstairs grew louder and louder. She used her petite body to block the door.

"No! Don't do this to me, Ryou-kun..." she pleaded, trying to lock herself inside her dim room.

"You can run, but you can't hide." He said, grinning perniciously.

"I'm begging you! I'm sorry... please spare me!"

He used his force to push the door open that sent her flying at the corner.

"Ryou-kun... I'll... give you whatever you want."

He smirked, slowly making his way towards her. "It's too late for that now, sweet Kahoko."

The knife glistened in the sun light as she can now see her own reflection from it.

She was shaking terribly. Her feet grew cold, palms were sweating. All she can do now was to scream, though it will be pointless for no one will surely hear her.

He pulled her up by the wrist, then shifted his hand to hold her neck, pinning her on the wall.

"R-Ry..." She held his wrists with her hands, trying to free her neck from his hold, struggling hard to breathe.

"Say you last words, My Kahoko..."

"I... want... to live..."

He raised the knife, then immediately punctured her heart. Blood began to drip down on the floor one after another.

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A week after her death, Tsuchiura Ryoutarou went up the school's rooftop to refresh. Nobody was blaming him for her death,. Nobody knows...

He did love her. He never wished for it to happen. Regret... how much he hated that word. He's lamenting. A thing he never wished to experience.

Just when he turned around to go back, Kahoko's spirit appeared in front of him. She was wearing a white dress although covered in blood. Her feet weren't touching the floor, her eyes focused on him in a sharp glare.

He stiffened, wind breeze filled the atmosphere.

"Ka... Kahoko...?" he tried to say, as though there was big lump in his throat. Line of sweats rolled down at the side of his face. She wasn't speaking. Instead, she advanced forward, approaching him in a slow motion. His numb legs and knees didn't allow him to run. He wouldn't survive either way.

This is surely not the Kahoko he loved, and still love. She became this horrible ghost and it is his fault.

"W-what I did b-back then... I'm so s-sorry... I didn't know what i was doing. Kahoko... y-you forgive me... don't you?"

She didn't listen, her glare sharpened. She continued floating forward while he steps backward in fright. That's the only thing his feet lets him to do.

"K-Kaho..."

His hips felt the railings as she was still moving forward. If he continues moving backward, it's no doubt he'll fall.

"I'll take you to hell with me." She said in a low tone, and smirked.

She reached for him with her bloody hand, but he did everything to avoid her.

"G-get away...!"

Since the railings were still low that time, he noticed himself falling, the gravity inviting him to fall down.

"You should die..." She moved closer to him and in a quick flash, down he fell to the ground.

"AAAHHH!" he screamed on the top of his lungs.

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Len opened his eyes once the truth has been revealed to him.

"So... That's what happened, huh..." he mumbled, still in deep thought.

"Sadly, that's my fate."

He lifted his chin to look at her. "Did you show that to me on purpose?"

She nodded. "Now, hush... go back to sleep." She ordered, caressing his soft and smooth cheek.

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As he drifted back to his peaceful slumber, she reached for the knife hidden behind her back, slowly drawing it closer to her beloved.

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