Disclaimer: Ishida Sui owns Tokyo Ghoul, not me.

To the guest reviewers:
Guest (The one who didn't put a name down):
Haha thanks! I do try my best to make everything interesting, so it's really great to hear that my writing is exciting even during calm parts (which I understand perfectly). I can't tell you how happy your comment made me, really, thank you.

Minor Nitpicks: I actually had no idea the nurse had a name. See, I don't keep up with names in TG at all. I honestly couldn't tell you the difference between any of the supporting characters. All these names are just flying over my head. Also, nice little tidbit about Madame A. And don't worry, I will try to make this story as OC free as possible. It was not my intention to bring in an important OC! Anyway, about the detention thing. Yeah, I know detention doesn't really happen in colleges. Nor does it happen in any other school. It was always silent lunch in my middle school and in my high school everything seems to be met with an immediate suspension or a parent-teacher conference. I hope you continue to find the story refreshing. I do try my best.

Dotti3: Thank you so much! I'm really glad you like the story so far, even if we're only one chapter in. I was actually really worried about those Omakes, they're just so…ugh. But as trashy and slightly cliché as they are, I really enjoyed writing them, so I'm just overjoyed that I actually made someone laugh with them. Thank you for reading and reviewing my story. :)


Chapter 2: Leap of Faith

Kaneki didn't want to get up for classes today, so she didn't. It's not like anyone would miss her, in fact, they would probably think 'good riddance'. Honestly, one more day couldn't hurt…right?

Right.

So, instead of being a good girl, Kaneki went back to sleep.


She was floating. Floating into the clouds. Into the big blue sky. She could've sworn she saw a balloon beside her in the clouds; a small, blood red balloon. Then it began floating past her…no. She had stopped.

And then, she was falling. Again, all she could hear was that sick laughter.


Hide was excited about school. The first time in a long time. Kaneki was finally coming back to school. He didn't know if he was going to get the courage to speak to her again, but something will change. He can feel it in his bones.

It was the first time in a long time that he actually got up early to go to his university. It was the first time in a long time that he was relaxed on his way to school. It was the first time in a long time that he would finally talk to Kaneki.

And it was the first time in a long time that Kaneki hadn't gone to school willingly.

Was it bad that Hide was a little relieved?


"Ughh." The girl yawned and rubbed her eyes raw. She looked at the clock and sighed, suddenly regretting her decision to stay at home. Probably should've gone…maybe I can still make it to my afternoon classes…

Kaneki dragged herself out of bed to make herself more presentable. She slapped on a white dress shirt with a gray sweater on top and black pants, wearing black flats on her feet. After brushing her teeth and combing her hair, she walked into the kitchen and sat down at the counter. Taking a cursory glance around the room, she noticed that the food Nagachika gave her was still on the countertop. I guess I forgot to put it away.

Kaneki walked up to the food and started to pick it up, but halted as she realized she hasn't eaten anything for nearly two days.

I know that I could very well have become a ghoul, but maybe… She looked at the hamburger in her hands and started opening the container cautiously.

She grabbed a knife and a fork out of her drawers and started cutting a small piece off. Shakily, she brought up the chunk towards her mouth. Feelings of both anticipation and dread built up in her stomach and she, not being able to take it any longer, shoved it into her mouth and swallowed.

It was horrible.

The girl ran to the bathroom to throw up. The worst part? She could taste the disgusting hamburger again on its way back up. She wiped her mouth and lifted a tremulous hand to flush the toilet.

It was like chewing pig intestines. Kaneki shivered at the thought of the hamburger. Disgusting.

She was able to stand up again after a few tries and gently walked back to the kitchen where she saw the food sitting innocently on the table. Feeling a surge of anger, she swiped the food off of the counter and completely wrecked her kitchen, opening the fridge and tossing goods out like garbage—which, to her, they technically were. She wanted to scream and cry but knew it would cause a ruckus—well, more so than she was already making.

Anger, Kaneki was just so angry.

Why is this happening? Why me? What am I going to do?

Soon, she exhausted what little energy she had and collapsed on the floor. Why wasn't I killed by Rize? How am I still alive?

Why?

She bit her lip and closed her eyes. But there were no tears. Just a bitter emptiness.


It was time for Kaneki's afternoon classes and she was still lying on the floor. She frowned and sighed—something she does too often—and pushed herself off the floor. Looking at the time she realized that she would just have to skip her courses altogether.

The ghoul looked around at the mess she made and resigned herself to picking up all the various food items strewn about. While cleaning up she noticed a small container of coffee sitting perfectly on the tabletop. She chuckled to herself and picked it up. I guess you're the lone survivor, huh?

Getting an urge to drink something, Kaneki decided, what the hell? and brewed herself a cup. The aroma made her mouth water and she sighed, knowing that this would ultimately end up with her barfing in the toilet. Again. Picking up the steaming cup of freshly brewed coffee, she dunked the stuff down her throat.

"It…" Kaneki's eyes widened. "It's delicious." And suddenly, the dry faucet behind her eyes started leaking. She felt tears of pure, unadulterated joy run down her face, leaving behind troughs. She started brewing coffee like crazy until all she could smell was the liquid.

Getting an idea, Kaneki looked at a piece of bread and the crushed coffee beans. Throwing the grounds on the bread, she shoved the piece in her mouth and…spit it back out. Disguising food with the taste of coffee is a no-go then.

After downing cup after cup like some sort of alcoholic, she ran out. Taking another glance at the clock, Kaneki was surprised to find that it was fairly late. At least no one would question what a student was doing out of school.

The girl grabbed her wallet and ran to the closest grocery store. Which led her to another predicament. Looking at the rows and rows of coffee brands, Kaneki was at a loss of which to buy.

As she reached out for a random brand, a hand cut her off and picked out a jar of 'Blondy'. She looked over at the owner of the hand while backing off slightly—something which didn't go unnoticed, as she was given a thoroughly unimpressed look—and her eyes met twin hazelnuts.

"S-sorry!" Kaneki, against her instincts which were screaming at her to run away, hesitantly reached out for the same brand the man just picked. She glanced at the man and observed his light hazelnut hair and black glasses. She was so intent on staring at him that she was startled, and a little flustered, when the man started speaking.

"Blondy coffee is the best of the instant brands, you know. Has a real flavor, you could say." He handed her the jar in his hands and Kaneki allowed a small smile to appear on her face.

"Thank you…" Kaneki trailed off, not knowing how to address the man.

"Nishio Nishiki." He supplied.


Nishio watched as the girl—she said Kaneki was her name—picked out several different containers of Blondy. However, he just shrugged it off. He's very aware of the fact that ghouls can drink coffee—he is one after all—but thought that such a weak person couldn't possibly be one. A quick whiff of her scent and anyone could tell she was bland. Besides, she's probably just a college student with a caffeine dependence looking for a cheap source of the stuff for late night projects.

With that problem solved, the man went out to look for dinner.


Kaneki walked out of the grocery store, having bought several jars of Blondy—something which got her many odd looks. While walking, an aromatic scent drew her in towards a small alleyway. What is that? She wondered.

She wished she hadn't.

Sounds of someone chowing down a meal led the hybrid ghoul's eyes to a man, clearly a ghoul, eating a corpse. Her eye a sickening red and black once more, due to her excitement over meat. Human meat.

"No…" She couldn't believe she was enticed by the scent of a dead body.

The man was a vulture, hanging over a corpse and feeding off of it. He looked over at her, his eyes red and black. Kaneki didn't waste one more second in that alley. She ran. Which is too bad, she missed out on a fight between a certain hazel-eyed boy and a waitress with anger issues.

When Kaneki arrived home, she immediately ran into the bathroom. Mortification, frustration, and shame appeared on her face at seeing her disheveled and hunger-driven state.

She punched the mirror. Awed, and somehow calmed, by the cracks that appeared in the glass, she ran her other hand across the dangerously sharp surface. They wouldn't cut her anyway. Kaneki's hand trailed over the part of the mirror reflecting her discolored eye and all of a sudden, she realized she would never again be the normal, sullen girl she was before.

She looked into her reflection's eyes and, with a dull laugh, said, "Look at us." She leaned in and tenderly laid her head on the cool surface. "How ugly we are."

The next day Kaneki had to wear a medical eyepatch to cover her 'ghoul eye'. It would be problematic if the thing turned red and black during class.

Walking into the familiar doors of Kamii, Kaneki breathed in deeply and hoped people would leave her alone. Maybe she could go on with the rest of her life by avoiding others. Of course, she knew that could never be possible.


Once Hide saw the figure of Kaneki walking down the hallway, he hesitated. He wasn't sure if he should run after the girl or just leave her alone. The hallway is a crowded area with lots of wandering eyes…Someone could easily spot him talking to her—

No.

He's not going to think like that anymore. This isn't middle school anymore. This is college. This is real life. Hide has to make his own decisions; he can't let other people's opinions sway him. The blonde steeled his nerves for a girl he hardly even knew. He put a bright smile on his face and shouted on a whim, "Kuroneko!"

Kaneki kept walking and Hide wasn't sure if she was ignoring him or if she simply didn't hear him. He ran up to her all the same.

Kaneki finally spun around to face the eager boy. He smiled and threw a casual arm around her. "What's up? How's your abdomen?" He ignored the looks other people were giving him.

"What the hell is he doing?" Someone whispered. Hide's smile twitched.

Kaneki flinched at the physical contact and slowly pulled his arm off her shoulder. Hide swore he might've seen a slight blush on her face. His smile increased tenfold.

"I'm fine and please don't call me that." She spoke.

Not leaving any more room for conversation, Kaneki quickly sped away. Hide pouted and ran after her. "Hey, what's with the cold shoulder…I'm trying to be friendly here." He smiled. "Or are you just being shy?"

The girl abruptly stopped and quietly told him that she didn't see the point of him talking to someone like her. They were polar opposites. "You understand, right? I'll just drag you down if you keep talking to a person like me. So please…leave me alone." Hide nearly expected Kaneki to add on that he never showed interest in her before, but was relieved when she didn't.

Hide frowned. "Pushing people away like this isn't good for your mental health. It's basically not living at all. You might as well kill yourself." He regretted it as soon as he said it.

Kaneki turned to face him, her eyes filled with the same hurt as that day in the classroom. "Maybe I will."

The faux blonde could only stare after her as she walked away. I mean, what did he expect? A warm smile and a hug? She doesn't even know him. God, he's such an idiot. However, he still felt worried and wanted to run after her again...but wouldn't know what to say. She wouldn't actually try to kill herself…would she?


Classes were horrible, just like that hamburger. Kaneki was ignored as per usual, however, some people did welcome her back from the hospital. Not like it mattered anyway. At least there weren't any bullies. Nagachika didn't try to approach her again either.

"Hey!"

Speak of the devil. A smiling, persistent Nagachika ran up to Kaneki.

"Hello." He scratched his cheek, suddenly not sure what to say. Kaneki waited patiently.

"Umm, would you like to hang out...?" He looked…nervous? "I'm really sorry about before, I shouldn't have said something so insensitive-"

"It's fine." Kaneki cut in, not wanting to listen to a string of apologies, especially since she was in the wrong too. "As for hanging out...I suppose I have some time." She tried to smile but failed miserably.

Hide grinned nonetheless, glad he was finally able to make a dent on Kaneki's well-stacked walls.

"Ah! First I have to pick up a DVD of last year's school festival! You see, I was invited to be on the festival committee and just couldn't say no. I love these sort of things…"

The conversation was basically like this on the whole walk to...well, Kaneki actually didn't know where they were going. Guess she'll find out.

"Hey."

Kaneki was startled out of her own thoughts and she looked over at the back of her acquaintance's head.

"Are you eating right? You look kinda pale." His voice was unusually serious and the girl was mildly shocked at how perceptive he was. He laughed to lighten the mood and added, "Well, paler than usual."

Kaneki gave a strained laugh and said, "I suppose my stomach was messed up after the accident. Nothing seems to stay in long before it comes back up." She gently brought her hand up to cup her chin and thoughtfully added, "I blame the medication."

"Oh okay." Nagachika seemed to accept the answer and shrugged off his previous doubt, moving onto a new topic.

Kaneki sighed in relief. Looks like he bought my little white lie.


Hide didn't buy that line for a second. He knew she was lying as soon as she put that hand up to her chin. He was prepared to call her out on it, but saw how uncomfortable she was, and it was because of him. So he lightened up and let it slide.

They finally reached their destination.

"Here we are!" Hide gestured to a small door that seemed to be an entrance to a lounge area. Just as he reached for the door to open it, Kaneki shot out her hand to grab onto his.

"Whoa Kaneki, I think we're moving a bit too fast-" He shut up at the sight of her flushed face. She's kinda cute. He stared at her, his own face starting to become red.

"You should knock first."

"What, why?"

"Trust me." Kaneki quickly retracted her hand from Hide's and turned away.

Hide didn't question her actions any further and knocked. Some shuffling went on behind the door and a muffled voice said, "Come in."

He opened the door and the two went in. He was surprised—not surprised in Kaneki's case—to see two people, a girl, and a boy, in the room. He wondered if the shuffling noises were due to something they were doing. (Each other obviously.)

Hide looked back at Kaneki who sheepishly rubbed her neck. So that's why she told me to knock.


Kaneki breathed in the room's air with closed eyes and felt immediate content. It smells like coffee…

"What is it Nagachika?" A gruff, but familiar voice growled. "You know, I really hate it when people come into my territory."

Kaneki was startled out of her reverie by the voice. She looked around from behind Nagachika and found that it was indeed the same guy from the grocery store.

"Who is that?" Nagachika asked, pointing to the brown haired girl in the room. She was blushing profusely and didn't look up at any of the two newcomers.

"None of your shitty business, now I asked you a question." The hazelnut-eyed boy growled.

"H-hey...just calm down Nishio-senpai," Nagachika replied, feeling like he was treading on thin ice.

"Um, excuse me." Kaneki timidly spoke up.

All eyes turned to the soft-spoken girl who cringed at the attention. She glanced at the jar of Blondy sitting precariously on the sill of a window.

"May I…" She trailed off, realizing how stupid her question was, though, she couldn't back down now, "Have a cup of coffee?"

Nagachika gave her a look that said, you must have a death wish. And the other girl's face mirrored Hide's disbelief.

"You're…" Nishio eyed the raven disdainfully. The tension in the room was palpable.

Realization sparked in the hazel-haired man's eyes and suddenly, his lips quirked up into a smirk and he barked out a laugh. Much to the shock of the others in the room, he said, "Sure, why the hell not?"

Kaneki felt her tense shoulders drop and smiled. "Thank you very much!"

The coffee was brewed without a hitch. All Nagachika and Kimi, the other girl in the room as Nishio introduced her, could do was stare. Kaneki accepted the coffee gratefully, happy to have another cup of this heaven-sent drink.

"So," Nishio started, inspecting Kaneki closely, getting a few jealous looks from Kimi in the process. "You're that girl from the grocery store yesterday, the one buying a ridiculous amount of coffee. Kaneki, if I remember correctly."

"U-umm, yes. That would be me…" Kaneki looked at her feet. "Th-thanks for recommending Blondy. I can see why you like the brand."

"Yeah, whatever. It's fine. Might as well introduce myself formally." Nishio held out a hand for Kaneki to shake. "Nishio Nishiki, second year from the pharmaceutical department."

"K-Kaneki Kenna, first year Literature major." She took the offered hand.

"Excuse me!" Nagachika butted into the conversation, not ready to be forgotten. "There are two other people in this room, y'know?"

"Tch. You shitty brat, have some respect for your elders will you?" Nishio scowled and opened his mouth to say something probably very insulting, but Kimi intervened.

"Nishiki," her voice held a hint of amusement and of exasperation, she was clearly used to his little bursts of anger. "I have to go, however," she smiled menacingly, giving shivers to everyone in the room. "Please don't do anything rash."

"Whatever, just go already, shitty woman." Nishio turned away from his girlfriend with an air of, fuck off already.

A vein popped on the brunette's face and her eyebrow twitched. "Listen here…"

Nagachika, clearly bored, turned away from the lover's spat going on in favor of talking to Kaneki.

"So you've met Nishio-senpai before?"

The raven nodded. "It's simple really," She took a sip of her coffee "I was at the grocery store trying to pick a brand of coffee and he just helped me pick out one."

She took another sip and sighed out of pure bliss, getting an odd stare from Nagachika.

She's so different when she's relaxed. He was going to comment on that, but what came out instead was, "You really like coffee, don't you?"

Kaneki smiled secretively. "It's the only thing I can stomach right now." She quickly added, "With the accident and all."

Nagachika was about to respond when Nishio spoke. Sometime during Kaneki and Nagachika's talk, Kimi left.

"Shitty woman finally got off my back…" Nishio mumbled, not liking being scolded.

"Anyway, what did you want Nagachika?"

"Uhh, what did I want?" He sheepishly turned to stare at Kaneki as if she had the answer, which she did.

"Last year's festival DVD?" She asked helpfully.

"Ah right! That." Nagachika looked back at Nishio who shrugged and went over to the shelves, easily plucking the disc off of it.

"Here." Nishio tossed it to the younger boy and made a shooing motion. "Now get your shitty ass out of my territory."

"Umm, thank you?" Nagachika questioned, not sure if it was really a gratitude-worthy situation. "Anyway, let's go Kuroneko!" He smiled brightly, blinding her, and she would've smiled back if she hadn't grasped the full effects of the situation.

This can't be real. He'll just forget me like everyone else.

She stepped back, her hand grasping the cup of coffee tightly. Cracks started running up the side and the liquid burned her hand.

"Hey...Are you okay?" Nagachika reached out to her slowly, so as not to make the situation worse. She finally registered the sting of the heat on her hands and quickly set the cup down, batting away his hand at the same time.

"I-I...H-home." She coughed, clearing her throat. "I've, um, got to go home Nagachika-kun," Kaneki replied formally. Her defenses were back up and that dent Hide had made previously was now a mere scratch.

"Whaaaat? Oh, come on don't leave me alone now!" Nagachika whined, clearly not happy. Though, you could tell he knew something was wrong.

Kaneki shrugged, trying to shift back into her colder demeanor. "I'm sorry...maybe next time?" She asked it in such a way that made it clear she wasn't even sure of the answer herself. Bowing, she left Nagachika to wallow in self-pity—and confusion—all alone.


Nishio observed the spectacle with knowing eyes. The annoying twit wailed as Kaneki left, however, Nishio tried to ignore the loud cries. Instead, he inspected the coffee cup. The way the girl nearly broke the mug so easily, so carelessly…it wasn't human.


Kaneki was avoiding Nagachika. She was avoiding him. She was avoiding him.

She kept telling herself that he was acting. That he didn't actually care for her. That, even if he did like her, she would only corrupt him. At this point, she'd just end up devouring him, the only living person she was close to trusting.

He kept bothering her at school, more so than usual. He knows she's avoiding him, but the hunger was getting worse and so was her agitation with his constant pestering.

Recently she almost bit him. Almost. It was so tempting and he was so annoying. Can't he take a hint? One moment he's Sherlock Holmes and the next he's an air-headed idiot, neither of which are fun to be around. At least, not for her. She ended up giving the boy her phone number after becoming too tired to protest. Bad decision. Her phone was filled to the brim with spam.

She's even skipping school, because running away is always the answer. The university doesn't suspect a thing anyway. She's just been telling them that she was sick. People are susceptible to diseases after receiving a wound. Technically, it's not a lie either, she has been feeling pretty out of it lately.

Then there's the overwhelming hunger…She needs to do something about it but is at a loss. Honestly, what is she going to do? Walk into a cafe and ask for a bag of meat, preferably human? That just sounds crazy.

No matter how she looked at it, there was always the conclusion of killing someone. A situation she hopes she'll never get into. She might not be the most sociable or friendly person, but that doesn't mean she'll freely devour another human being. No way in hell. She would kill herself first, which is basically impossible with her abnormal healing speed and her invincibility to knives and bullets.

One thing is for sure, though, she needed to get away. Soaking in morbid thoughts like this isn't good for her sanity. She needs to go.

So, the raven grabbed her keys, wallet, and phone and left her house, medical eyepatch in place. She walked along the less populated areas where she could avoid as much human contact as possible. Though the fresh air didn't do much as she still felt all the thoughts bounce around in her head.

It wasn't long until she started running. Faster and faster and faster. As fast as her legs could carry her, which was surprisingly fast compared to her normal running speed. It just solidified the fact that she was now a ghoul.

She felt the wind whip around her face, her thoughts being carried away by the breeze. She didn't know how long she ran, but it felt like years had passed by the time she was done.

Which lead her to this situation. Breathless, leaning over a metal railing on the side of the road, looking down the long drop which has been known to take many lives before. Her stomach growled and cursed at her and she didn't know what overtook her at that moment to climb over the railing, but she let it guide her. In an instant, she was looking at the ground several stories below. Just jump it's not like anyone will care, a traitorous part of her mind spoke. She wanted to argue but the words couldn't find the words.

A buzzing came from her pockets and she made a quick grab for her phone. She needed a distraction. Any distraction.

Nagachika-san.

A slight smile appeared on her face and she brought her finger over the answer button. As she brought her finger down, she wavered and her smile faded. What am I doing? I'm supposed to be avoiding him. A long sigh escaped her lips. Ah, whatever. I don't care anymore.

Shakily, she pressed the answer button.

"Kaneki? Is that really you?" A worried Nagachika fretted.

She didn't answer so the boy kept talking.

"Because I was afraid you were going to give me a fake number for nagging you so much. I'm really worried about you, you know. Are you sick or something? At least, that's what I've heard. Somehow, I know it's not true. The teachers bought it, though, they really seem to respect you. Although you do have the best grades in class… So it probably makes sense and…"

She listened through the whole thing, as the nervous boy nattered on, talking about this and that. Eventually, he ran out of topics and there was dead silence.

"Kaneki...you're really not fair. I thought we could finally become friends…I thought I had finally gotten through to myself as well as you, but then you freaked out and...Just tell me why."

Silence.

"Kaneki, I—"

"Hide." Kaneki was able to silence the boy by simply saying his first name.

"Is it okay," She closed her eyes. "If I rest for a while?"

The usually energetic boy stilled on the other end of the line. "As long as you come back…please." The yearning in his voice was so strong that the girl couldn't deny him.

"I will."

"Then it's fine."

She hung up and sighed heavily, though another smile made its way across her face. Honestly, what was she thinking anyway? In her state now, falling from this height wouldn't hurt her.

She began climbing back over the railing when disaster struck. The agonizing hunger unexpectedly gripped her stomach and she felt herself black out momentarily. The next thing you know, she was falling.


Omake 1.0:

"Um, excuse me." Kaneki timidly spoke up.

"May I…" She trailed off, realizing how stupid her question was but couldn't back down now, "Have a cup of coffee?"

Nagachika gave her a look that said, you must have a death wish. And the other girl in the room had a fearful look, not sure how this would play out.

Nishio shrugged. "Sure, why the hell not?"

Kaneki felt her tense shoulders drop and smiled. "Thank you very-"

"It was a joke you shitty brat." Nishio scowled. "Why the fuck would I let you have a cup of shitty coffee anyway. What makes you so special?"

Kaneki took a step back, her eyes watered and she hiccupped.

Cue the waterworks.

"I-I'm sorrrrrryyyyyyyy!" She ran out of the room crying and apologizing at the same time.


Omake 2.0

Kaneki's attempts at avoiding certain blonde-haired idiots:

Attempt # 1: Don't let him notice you.

Kaneki walked into school with a brown paper bag on her head. Everyone stared at her.

"Yo Kuroneko! What's with the new fashion statement?" Hide took the paper off her head. "You can suffocate like that, y'know?"

Failed.

Attempt # 2: Don't look at him.

Kaneki was at lunch, keeping her head as low as possible.

"Hey, Kuroneko!" Hide tried to shove his face into Kaneki's line of sight. She looked away and pushed her hood far down over her head. He knocked it off and tried to get her to look at him again. She turned her head away.

He walked in front of her.

She got up and started to walk away.

He followed her.

She ran.

He ran after her.

She eventually became tired.

He caught up to her, grabbed her face, and stared into her eyes.

"I win." He smiled.

FAILED.

Attempt # 3: Ignore him.

Kaneki was able to avoid the idiot for a good three hours before he found her and started talking up a storm.

"Hey, hey, since ghouls are real do you think vampires and werewolves are too? I mean that would be totally awesome! Well not awesome for us because, you know, we'd be food. But then if vampires and werewolves were real then wizards and witches would be too and then we'd all be like Harry Potter and be super powerful! Then we could fight back against the greater species and maybe win! Like that would be really awesome—"

"Nagachika-san, if I give you my phone number will you please shut up?"

The obnoxious boy smiled. "Sure~!" He chirped.

FAILED.


A/N: I'm so sorrrryyy! I honest-to-God meant to get this chapter out on Friday, but then I saw how many revisions needed to be done and ughhhhh. Then, I was going to get all of the revisions done on Saturday night, but I kinda fell asleep while doing it. It was funny, though. I woke up in the morning and there were a bunch of misplaced commas in the text. You know, like this: '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''

Anyway, this chapter was originally going to be very different. Kaneki was actually gonna jump, willingly off the cliff. I know, I know. Shocking. The story is still the same of course, I'll just have to revise some more things.

*sigh*

Until then!

(P.S.) The omakes are going to be a regular thing, just to lighten up a dark story. Y'know?

Sincerely,

Krazypeople