Hey im dj Masaya (wikky wa!) or automatic-rewind. No haters please!
Introduction
Blackcherry Shizuma was not the only girl who wore eyemakeup at her private school but was the only one who wore black lipstick. She was the only girl in the school who wore the long skirt not the short skirt from the school uniform. She was the only one who wore the long sleeved shirts. People made fun of her like she might have some dirty secret blemishes underneath those clothes but she was just shy and didn't care to be revealing but the biggest reason was because of her bloody cuts. She thought people who wore revealing clothes were idiots and a wound in the eye to look at and it just made her want to cut even more. Everyone except….Ichigo Momomiya.
Momomiya-san was known for sometimes not even wearing proper school uniform just to show off her "over-developments." But Shizuma didn't think Momomiya was a slut or anything. Infact she enjoyed looking over at Ichigo to see her shiny pale skin –with no wounds or cuts in it because she had perfect skin— and dark magenta hair. The prettiest brown eyes shed ever seen… But shed never tell anyone that she thought that way about another girl. Shed slit her throat if anybody ever found out. Shizuma got made fun of enough. Enough to make her want to die every night just when even the slightest thing bugged her… Momomiya never made fun of her though. But Shizuma wished she did sometimes because in reality Momomiya didn't even know Shizuma existed or atleast it felt that way and it was very painful even if Ichigo didnt mean it. She was always busy ogling Masaya Aoyama and hanging out with her friends. Blackcherry was ashamed of herself for the way she almost stalked Ichigo but it was hard not to. She had to find some way to get Aoyama out of Momomiyas heart. Shed rather stab herself with a rusty blood soaked knife than ever let Aoyama win. Infact it wasnt such an unfathomable idea. Her thoughts were often dark and violent.
One day Blackcherry overheard that Masaya had asked Ichigo to go to a museum on a date. The twinkle in Ichigos honey eyes and the blush on her face when she answered yes…Blackcherry mourned her inability to make Ichigo make that look for herself. She wished that everything she touched was made of razors to cut her and take the pain away. Careful to make sure that Masaya and Ichigo never got too close she followed them into the museum. After watching Ichigo meet up with several other girls an earthquake suddenly erupted. Shizumas blood soaked pocket knife fell onto the floor and it seemed like time stood still. And all Blackcherry could remember was being surrounded by light as she saw a Black Panther jump into her body and her cuts stung more than ever………..