DISCLAIMER: Skip beat doesn't belong to me and none of the characters do. They belong to Yoshiki Nakamura-sensei !
Author notes in the end of the chapter.
Everything was dark.
The darkness surrounded everything in that cold cell, even the man sitting there on the hard floor. But the darkness of the room couldn't compare to the one inside him. The darkness that has been there for more than 6 years now, maybe even before, from the moment he was born and has been eating his soul slowly.
He would often think that if things didn't go the way they did would he still feel this void in him? If his younger self was stronger and fought head on instead of running away would it be different? Would he have achieved his dream and be someone? Would his parents be proud of him for the person he became and that their hard years of raising him against everyone were not for nothing? Would he still be alive if things were different ?
He would sometimes laugh at his thoughts as if he was actually strong enough to do that but sometimes without realizing he would feel his eyes burning and throat go dry.
Maybe this was the right thing and what he deserved since the beginning for being born cursed. Not only did his being make his parents' lives harder than they already were but it seemed like others people too, which was one of the many reasons to deteste him.
Never had he lacked love from his parents even when the world was against them. They raised their child with all the love he could have asked and them being the greatest example of what true love is.
Not only did they grow their love for each other on him but also the love for what they did and passion grew on the young child dreaming and thinking maybe one day he could be like them.
Probably that is where everything started to go wrong.
Not realizing that his happiness could fuel the wrath of others, his life took a turn for the worst where even breathing was hard enough.
But what could such a young child do to save himself not only from the evil of people as young as him but also adults. If he told his parents he might have risked something worse happening to them when they were already hated from bringing him to life.
So he endured everything. Everything from the offensive words to the curses of being born or as a mutant was their word for it.
But could one person take enough so he ran away thinking this was for the better, for him and his parents too. They would definitely forgive and understand him for breaking their hearts like this. They loved him too much not to.
His heart felt empty. Doing meaningless stuff, roaming around not knowing what he was looking for.
But it changed. He was starting to see some light again. The light he so longed for. Only later did he realize that when the light came, the candles needed to go off too.
A/N: AHHH SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE AND THIS BEING SO SHORT!
Tbh I had quite a lot of trouble while writing this because I didn't expect that some of yall would like it(I HOPE YOU DO!) and expected to see more of it.. I started writing when I had this crazy thought one night "hmm what if Kuon ended up in prison.." and all those words and scenarios came up in my mind like that so I uploaded it for fun. I was having trouble because I didn't know what else to write or keep it more interesting without making it boring so only yesterday it came to my mind "hmm why not give some Kuon pov". I mean he has a lot to think about being locked like that…even tho this is short…ANYWAY thank you so much for the reviews who pushed me to continue this and I'm really happy to know some of yall or willing to read this even though it is pretty bad. I might not be the writer to keep you up with many updates but I will definitely try to give you the best I can once in a while, again sorry and thank you!