I recognized the handwriting, but I didn't want to. It was my Cousin's handwriting, Akaito Shion. He has red hair and red eyes. He is mistaken as a demon, and he likes to play off of it. I look up from the note, and I could feel my face becoming hot, sweaty, and I began to breath heavy.
"What's wrong?" Miku whispered to me.
"This note, it's from my cousin, Akaito." I told her. I saw her grab the note from me hand, and I felt a sharp pain in my palm. I saw I got a paper cut. I put my hand over it and held it tightly.
"Ouch." I said as I covered mt hand,
"What's wrong?" Miku asked.
"Paper cut, that's all." I told her.
"Awe! I'm sorry!" She said.
"No, no. It's fine. Don't worry about it." I told her, she looked at me and I smiled.
"Are you sure?" She asked, I nodded. She smiled, and I smiled back at her again. I lifted my hand off of the cut, and looked at it. It was deeper and longer than I thought. A puddle of blood was now in my palm, and was slowly creeping out and onto my desk.
