Hello everyone reading this fic. This is my attempt at a slightly less OC based DxD fic, of course, the protagonist is still an OC, but I won't be using as much fanmade content.
This is completely seperate from my other story, Queen Of Roses, although I may reuse some characters from it to save planning time.
With that being said, please enjoy reading my story!
Chapter 1 - Before the fall
Lilysse Abanton. That's my name. I'm your average dorky high-school music nerd, pretty much. Sure, I'm not the best with it, but I've been told that I can sing pretty good, even if my voice sounds like a cat being tossed into a salted blender.
Well, maybe not that bad, but you get the idea.
My life is pretty average, with nothing much notable about me. I go to a private school in town named Kuoh Academy, where I'm a second year student, and I attend the Light Music Club...and not much else. All in all, I'm just your typical 16 year old band kid, with nothing much of note about me of all, besides my slightly above average intellect, heck, I don't even act like it half the time, so why note it at all?
When it comes to my social life, I only have a few friends, all of them in the same class as me, with the exception of one, who lives abroad and visits every once in a while...And then there's the next door neighbour's kid, who I don't quite see eye to eye with, who also attends the same class as me, I wouldn't exactly call him a friend at all, though. Other than interacting with these people in school, I don't really get much socialisation outside of school.
My mom is out most of the time, I don't have a dad to speak of and my older sister is off at college doing whatever stuff she's meant to be doing. This leaves me with plenty of free time to do as I please, mostly being taken up by listening to and playing music, reading whatever books I could find at the local book store or if I felt particularly lethargic that day, lay in bed and fantasise about things that are probably never going to happen. It's not the most interesting life, but it's comfortable and it's mine, so I take what I'm given.
Today is no different from any other day, it's springtime, it's morning and unfortunately, a school day. My usual routine of waking up to my cacophonic alarm clock enacts itself yet again, with me failing to hit the snooze button and grumbling my breath away.
"Damn alarm clock...I was having a really good dream, too!"
The clock however, did not care for my complaints, and continued it's noise until I slammed my fist down on its 'OFF' button, groaning as I sat myself on the edge of my bed. This is how most mornings start for me, it's practically embedded in my schedule at this point. The walk to school was also just like normal...
"Late again, huh Abanton?"
Annoying pervert included.
Remember that neighbour's kid who I was on about earlier? This is him. The boy, donning a Kuoh uniform, his brown bedhead sticking out all over the place, with a scar on his cheek, was none other than Issei Hyoudou. A fellow second year in the same class as me, with the lovely skill of being downright unbareable. Hyoudou and his two friends are known for being the biggest perverts in the school, and I'm stuck living next to him, I can only imagine how miserable his parents must be living with him.
"Like you aren't." I responded, hoisting my guitar case over my shoulder, moving my long fluffy hair from out of the way of the strap. "At least I made an effort to get up on time, Hyoudou."
"Does it matter? We're both gonna be late anyway." the boy stated with a sigh. "Let's just hope you don't take another detour like you did last week, remember how pissed Shitori got at you for showing up that late?"
My cheeks flushed as I thought of the student council president, Sona Shitori, pouting a very slight bit.
"I-in my defence, one of the strings on my guitar broke, thank you very much."
"And you couldn't wait until you got home?"
"Nope! Had my club that evening, so shush."
In all fairness, I wasn't exactly lying about the reason for being late...but I also sort of was at the same time. I went to go get some new guitar strings from the music place before school...after I'd cut one of the strings myself so I had an excuse to take a detour. That, among other reasons for me wanting to get into bother with Sona, was the main reason why I was late that day.
Remember what I said about not acting intelligent? This is a shining example of that.
My fleeting common sense aside, this is how most mornings go, Issei strolls up to me and starts making small talk, which devolves into him making fun of me...that, or he starts making some lechorous comments about my mother.
"God, I wish I could put my head between those titties."
The very thought still makes me shudder, even though it happened months ago. Honestly, I don't know how one boy can hyperfixate himself on a woman's breasts like that...I mean, sure, there's nothing wrong with wanting to lay your head on a girl's chest, I'd be lying if I said that thought hadn't ever crossed my mind about some of my classmates.
But this is different! That's my mom he's saying that about, and he said it in the creepiest way possible...In short, I'm not the biggest fan of Issei, with good reason as you can tell. And considering that most of our school are girls...It's no wonder him and those two friends of his have such a rotten reputation.
"Can tell you've still got a stick up your ass this morning." Issei grumbled, quickening his pace as he sulked away from me.
"Good riddance."
The tranquility of the quiet morning atmosphere soon followed his departure as I heaved a tired sigh, exhaling into the chilly spring air as I continued my walk to school. I silently moved through the streets towards the school, the sight of other students now before me, breaking up the quiet as the chatter and noise of the crowds began to set in, making me purse my lips in uncomfort as I wandered past their groups, walking into the grandiose gates of the school just as the bell began to ring.
Kuoh Academy. One of the fanciest places in all of the town, so much so that the town was named after it! Or maybe it was the other way around, I'm not too sure. I haven't exactly looked much into the background behind the place, since that kind of stuff's never really interested me. What I do know is that the entry exams set the bar way too high, to a point where I barely scraped my way in after night after night of studying, cramming and stress attacks. But what matters is that I got in and honestly...I don't know how the hell many of these people even got in here.
I watched as the students around me all meandered over to the school building, most wearing looks of boredom and fatigue, with few being exception. I tried to pay no mind to the large crowds around me, making my way out of the courtyard and into the building with my bag clutched to my side, my eyes scanning the hallways for the door of my destination, the place where I'd be spending the rest of the day- The classroom.
As I walked, I tried to mentally prepare myself for the boring day that lay before me, a yawn escaping me as I entered the corridor leading to the room.
Just an average morning for an average school girl, I'd say.
My judgement was correct. The time leading up to our break had dragged on for an eternity, by the time the bell rung for break, I was more than rocket up onto my feet and make my merry way out of the classroom. Dodging and weaving through the many other students who had similar ideas, I exited out into the corridor, sighing as I began walking over to the stairwell, the sound of students bustling and talking echoing around the hallway.
Normally, on breaks, I'd walk up to the music room and tune my guitar so it was ready for the light music club after school, however, I didn't have my club for a while, due to our club president being in hospital, which left me with more freetime than I knew what to do with.
"Hey, Lily!" I heard a familiar voice greet me joyfully, as if answering my question about what to do with my break.
"Oh, hiya Yumo!" I responded, turning on my heels to look at the smiling pink haired girl and the stern looking brunette who was following close next to her. "Oh, uh...Hi to you to, Kaede." these are two of my friends, Yumoto Katase and Kaede Murayama. In the school, they serve the role of the Kendo club's captains, despite their differences in backgrounds and attitudes, they get along well with each other, and moreover, they get along with me, and have done since before I even started coming to Kuoh.
"What'cha up to?" Yumo said, tilting her head, the smile on her face persisting.
"Literally nothing." I said with a small scoff, putting my hand on my hip and looking over my two friends. "You two got anything planned? Because I sure as heck don't."
"We're just waiting on Aika, now." Kaede spoke up, her voice being clear and stoic, the complete antithesis of Yumo's voice. "Though, knowing her, she's probably too busy with her perverted little tricks to come out of class..."
"Well, she's gonna have to eventually." I huffed, my gaze leering over to the classroom door. "Everyone's on their way out, so she isn't gonna have anyone to perv on anytime soon."
As if on cue, Aika Kiryuu, the last friend of mine, exited the classroom among the crowd, bearing a small smirk on her face as she walked over to all of us.
"Sorry for keeping you three waiting~ I decided to work up Issei and those two dorks he's friends with." Aika boasted with a sly giggle. "Those three are really easy to piss off, huh?"
"You're telling me." I grumbled, folding my arms with a scowl. "I have to live next to Issei."
"There there!" suddenly, Yumo's hand was ruffling my hair, earning a small squeak from me as my hair was fluffed up more than it already was.
"Sh-shouldn't we like...do something now?" I spoke quietly, simply letting the hair ruffling take place, already used to it by this point in our friendship.
"That...would be wise, wouldn't it?" Kaede stated, gazing around at us all, as if taking a headcount. "Should we go out onto the field and figure things out from there?"
"Can do!" Yumo said with a nod, beginning lead the charge out of the building, looking back at us all to make sure we were following. The four of us began making our way out of the school building and onto the field, hearing the chatter of the students around us amplify as we left the building. As a reflex to the silence between us all, I reached to fiddle with my bag strap...only to realise that I didn't have my bag! I felt a bead of sweat run down my head as I looked around for the missing bag, a small bit of worry beginning to well up inside of me.
"I must have left it in the classroom...Dang it!"
"Uh, can you three excuse me a moment? I gotta go back to the classroom to get my bag...I forgot it." the three of them turned to me, with Aika simply laughing, being the first to pipe up.
"Would've thought you would've remembered it with a head like yours!" she spoke with a giggle in her voice, making it clear she wasn't taking it seriously.
"Yeah, you should probably go and get it before someone takes it." Kaede's words were deadpan and significantly more serious than Aika's, her gaze reflecting the sentiment. I excused myself and began to dash back into the school building, weaving through the crowds, eager to retrieve my bag and get back to my friends, turning the corner and continuing to the classroom, much to the confusion of the students around me, after all, classes were done for the break. Nevertheless, I entered the classroom and rushed over to my desk, nearly tripping over the leg of my chair as I came to a stop, bending down to look under the table for my bag- Surely enough, it was there! Untouched and undisturbed by any outside forces, much to my delight. I grabbed the bag and slung it over my shoulder, beaming as I began to make a heel turn towards the room exit...
That was, until I heard the sound of a camera shutter and a perverted chuckle.
"Dude, she didn't even notice!" I heard a loud whisper behind me, followed by more chuckling.
"Yeah, this is prime good time material!" I heard another voice mumble, sounding awfully pleased with himself. I gritted my teeth, turning around slowly and leering at the boys behind me, not even needing to see them to know who they were. Crouched behind me was a bespecacled boy with black hair, as well as a bald boy not too far behind him and...Issei.
"Just as I thought." this was more of a common occurance than I'd like. For some reason, those three pervs seem magnetised to me, like a cancerous tumor that just won't shrivel up and die already.
"Well, if it isn't the paparazzi again..." I snapped, glaring around at the three of them, observing their expressions go from lechourous delight to red-handed horror.
"Waah! Spoke too soon!" Matsuda, the bald guy, exclaimed, suddenly stepping away.
"Oh, give us a break, Abanton! We just wanted-"
"Motohama, dude, shut it. You're gonna get us in deeper shiiit..." Issei mumbled to his four-eyed acomplice glaring me down with a small look of fear on his face. "We've got the pics, let's just go and-" I brought my fist down on the camera Motohama held in his hands, smacking it from his grip and smashing it on the classroom floor, a collective gasp being heard from the three sexual predators in the making, Motohama looking at the smashed remains of the camera as if it were the corpse of a dead puppy.
"Hey! That was expensive!" Issei yelled at me, stepping towards me, glaring daggers my way. I rolled my eyes, glaring back in kind.
"Trust me, the medical bills for his crushed genitals would've cost him more." I sighed, furrowing my eyebrows. "If anything, I saved him money."
"Oh, shut up! Stop acting like you're above us all the time!" Issei yelled, putting his fist up at me in baby rage. "You're into girls anyway, so it's not like you're any better than us!"
"What?! Abanton's a lesbian?!" Matsuda, being as dumb as the very brickwork that made up the school building, exclaimed. "Dude, Abanton, why aren't you on our side?!"
"Because I have dignity, you mother-Muffinheads!"
At this rate, the classroom was becoming the battefield for a shouting match. It's true that I may be being a bit harsh here, but this happens every day, without fail. I always see them the same way: I bend over or do something that puts me and a slightly provocative position and all of a sudden these three pop up and start taking pictures! I have an inkling of a feeling as to why Issei would want pictures of me in these kinds of positions, but why the other two?!
"I don't have the time, nor the patience for this...I'd better get going." I sniffed and shoved the three perverts out of the way, storming out of the classroom and slamming the door shut behind me, leaving the trio to mourn the loss of their filthy little camera. In hindsight, maybe I was acting a tad moodier than usual, but at this point, I was getting sick of constantly being harassed by the trio, it's gotten to the point where I have a mini heart attack whenever I hear a camera shutter and frankly? I barely even blame Matsuda and Motohama, but Issei, I have a personal vendetta against.
When me and Issei were in middle school, he went ahead and told me that he had a crush on me, and asked me to be his girlfriend. Obviously, due to having no interest in Issei or boys in general, I rejected him. Ever since that day, he's been going out of his way to make things hard for me, and it's getting to the point where it seems to be some kind of obsession for him.
As much as I'd like to say that he might start becoming a decent person if he got a girlfriend...I honestly think that'd be wishful thinking. To think that all of this bull with him and his friends started out over a middle school crush.
I sighed as I fidgeted with the bag strap, squeezing it a tad to try and vent out a bit of my anger, using my free hand to reach inside and retrieve my phone and a pair of headphones.
"Music helps me calm down...Maybe that'd be best right now." I switched on my music app and tapped the shuffle button, beginning to listen to the first song to come on, a kind of sappy Vocaloid song about a schoolgirl who's bad at expressing her romantic emotions towards one of her classmates, one which I began to hum along with, letting the music calm my nerves and take my mind off of the events that just occurred, getting so immersed in the song that I closed my eyes...and immediately bumped into someone, snapping me back to reality.
"H-huh? O-oh, sorry, I wasn't..." my voice trailed off as I looked at the person I had bumped into, my song still blaring in my ears as I gazed at the person I bumped into...And in my head, I began to squeal.
Standing in front of me was a glasses wearing girl, with short black hair and piercing violet eyes, standing a fair bit taller than me, one who I instantly recognised as the Student Council's president: Sona Shitori. My face went beet red as I silently gazed into her eyes, noting the stern, knowledgable look in her eyes, a look which made my heartbeat quicken tenfold. It was the closest I'd ever been to her, and my head couldn't properly parse everything- Between the butterflies in my stomach and the sappy love song playing through my headphones, I was at a loss of what to do or say, my head swimming with thoughts that fell over each other in droves.
"I'd suggest watching where you're going, Abanton." Sona stated in a matter-of-fact tone, stepping to the side and walking past me, my gaze tracking her as she walked away, leaving me stood in the corridor staring at her in silent admiration.
Remember how I was on about having reasons for wanting to get into bother with Sona? Well...if you couldn't tell already from my dorky handling of the situation that just took place, I may or may not be head-over-heels for the Student Council pres...Call me a weirdo if you please, but there's just something so bewitching about her demeanor, something which I've never felt from anyone before. It's no wonder she's one of the most popular girls in the school, but saying that, that means that she's way out of my league. As painful as it is to say and accept, my feeling towards Sona won't end in anything, and to think otherwise is kind of silly of me. Still, seeing her always made me feel better, even if she was yelling at me when I did see her, and I suppose if the last thing I saw before I died was her, I could die happy.
As the music ended and my trance was broken, I realised that I'd been keeping my friends waiting, and instantly got back into action, beginning to bolt out of the school building.
The rest of the break was fairly uneventful, my friends and I had a small chat about how boring class was, as well as the stuff with the Perverted Trio that happened.
"Did they serious take pictures of you again?"
"Yyep..."
"Sheesh...Anyone would think they're obsessed with you if they wanted pics that bad."
I refrained from mentioning the thing that happened with Sona, so that they didn't get weirded out by my reaction...After all, how was I meant to tell them that I nearly squealed and fainted when I bumped into her and not have them think I was weird? Besides, because of the time it took for me to grab my bag and faun over Sona, there was barely any time left in the break to discuss it anyway, by the time we'd finished talking about my run in with Issei and his buddies, the bell had already run for class, prompting us to get a move on.
Class was just as boring and uneventful as it always is, a simple history lesson, running us over stuff we already knew and had been told countless times before. Nevertheless, I listened through it and took notes, feeling a sense of deja vu as I did so, pursing my lips as the lesson continued, my focus divided between listening to the teacher and noting things down. This continued for the rest of the lesson, with me focusing on my studies and not paying much attention to anything else. Because of this, I missed something that had apparently happened during the lesson, which I hadn't realised until after.
After class, I leaned over to pick up my bag, yawning a slight bit as I sat back up, hoisting it onto my shoulder. My eye was caught by a piece of paper, wedged in my bag haphazardly. I raised an eyebrow, knowing full well that it wasn't there before. Slowly, I retrieved the piece of paper from the back, unfolding it and beginning to read it.
Lilysse,
Meet me up on the school roof after classes are finished, I have something I need to discuss with you.
Don't be late.
The note was not signed by anyone, nor did I have a clue who wrote it, my brow furrowing as I felt a wave of confusion wash over me. I couldn't even begin to try and figure out who'd given me this, but whoever it was, they had something to discuss with me. Classes had already finished, so I likely had to go up there at this very moment...The only way of knowing who'd given this note to me was to confront them face to face, it seemed. I sat in my seat, thinking over if I should go or not, finding the whole situation a little...suspicious, and when I came to my conclusion, I realised that everyone else had already left. Shaking my head and sighing, I slowly got off my chair and held onto my bag, pushing the chair back under the desk as I began to leave the room.
"I'd best be cautious..."
The corridor was packed with students, all filing out of their classes and out of the school building, chattering and preparing to walk home together, or just chattering in general. Normally, at this time, I'm attending my club, so I'm no stranger to going home later than everyone else, as a result, I don't get to walk home with my friends all that often, so they don't really stop around to wait for me. So, here I was, quietly making my way to the stairs, trying to wrap my head around who could have given me this strange note...When all of a sudden, I heard the sound of a yelp, followed by the sound of something hitting the ground, my eyes widening slightly as I peered around for the source of the noise, wondering what the heck made it.
In the middle of the floor just at the foot of the stairs was another student, brown plaited hair, glasses, and an empty bag, the contents of which the girl was trying to pick up. I blinked in confusion, keeping my gaze on the girl for a moment.
"I mean...I guess I still have a bit of time to kill, right?"
I walked closer to the girl, clearing my throat as I bent over and began picking up the various papers and books strewn across the floor, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed her looking at me, seeming to be confused.
"U-um...Figured you could do with a bit of help, so..." I stood back up straight, passing the things I picked up over to her with a sheepish smile on my face. "Here's the stuff you dropped!" the girl stared at me for a moment, studying my appearance closely, pursing her lips and looking away, slowly taking her belongings from me.
"I-I didn't really need any help with that, but...um..." she peered at me from the corner of her eyes, folding her arms. "T-thanks, I guess." I couldn't help but be slightly confused by her wording, but shrugged it off regardless.
"...You okay? I don't know what just happened, so..." I asked, trying to sound as polite as possible.
"I...Fell down the stairs." the girl grumbled, stealing a glance over at the stairwell with a slight pout on her face. "I'm fine though, like, totally." her gaze drifted back to me, her cheeks seeming to become a tad rosier.
"You sure? I mean...If you fell down the stairs, then that's not just something you can walk off."
"No, no! I-I only..." she cleared her throat, visibly fidgeting. "...F-fell down the last few steps." I blinked, thinking over what the girl said, trying to fight a small smirk.
"...E-erm...So, you're fine then?" I asked, failing to hide the small chuckle in my voice, something which the girl seem to pick up on.
"H-hey! Don't laugh at me!"
"Ah...No! I'm not laughing at you, just..." the girl simply huffed, mumbling something under her breath, before walking away, leaving me stood there, feeling really mean for laughing. A shining example of why Sona was way out of my league, I can barely talk to ordinary people. My gaze drifted to the stairwell, remembering the note, having gotten sidetracked by the strange bespecacled girl and her slip-up, letting out a small, dejected sigh before starting to make my way up to the roof, going up the stairs, past classrooms and other students on their way out of school, my destination in mind: the rooftop.
I reached the top of the stairs, fumbling as I slowly opened the door leading to the school roof, a place normally off limits to students, with only repair people and certain members of staff truly being allowed up here. The air was cold and frigid, typical of a spring evening, a welcome change from the hot air and heated rooms of the classroom, I've never done too good in heat, after all. I scanned the area around me, finding no sign of anyone being up here, rolling my eyes.
"And they told me not to be late..."
I took a deep breath, letting the cool air fill my lungs, exhaling as I approached the railing, figuring that I'd enjoy the view while I waited. From the rooftop, Kuoh was quite a nice view, able to see pretty much everything! The last of the students were filing out of the school gates, being ushered out by members of the student council, who then made their way back to the school after their job was done. All the buildings and houses the school were in full view, seeming so small from the spot I was standing. It was the tallest little old 5 foot tall me had ever felt! I simply leant against the railing, my head in my hands as I gazed out at the cityscape, a small smile on my face. I'd never imagined that being up so high would be so calming to me, maybe it was the cold air, or the distant sound of bustling cars, but it just felt so tranquil...
Soon, the noise of an opening door came from behind me, the sound of footsteps closely following, forcing me out of my daze and snapping me back to reality, prompting me to turn around, seeing...Issei?
"...So, you actually came up here?" he grumbled, staring at me with a frown on his face and furrowed brows. My good mood from seeing the view of the town was vanquished in an instant, pursing my lips as I turned my body to face my classmate.
"...What do you want, Issei?" I inquired in a cattish tone, standing up straight in the position I was in. "I'm assuming you wrote the note? Said you wanted to discuss something?"
"Well...I guess you could say that." Issei stated, glaring at me with an intention I couldn't place. "It's mainly about Motohama's camera, and stuff like that." my frown deepened as I listened to him, leering at him from the other end of the rooftop.
"Seriously? Is that what this is about?" I hissed, putting a hand on my hip and shaking my head. "Because if that's all, I'm leavi-"
"Shut up and let me talk!" Issei snapped, taking a step toward me. "It's not just about that! It's about how shittily you've been treating us- How shittily you've been treating me!"
"How I've been treating you?!" I responded, folding my arms, gritting my teeth, stricking out the expletive. "Says the guy who's been sexually harassing me for the better part of 4 years!"
"You...You've done nothing but push me away all this time! I-I'm sorry that it's been coming across that way, but-!" he blurted out, taking another step towards me, a frown on his face.
"...You've spent all this time trying to perv on me! Why wouldn't I push you away?! I retorted, leering at him. "I don't wanna put up with someone who's got such a repulsive attitude!"
"You're friends with Aika Kiryuu! Why am I being singled out?!
"At least Aika tries to act decent!"
I could tell that this conversation was going nowhere. I couldn't muster up mental energy to bother explaining to Issei all the reasons I think he's disgusting and should clean up his act. Especially since we've had this conversation before, and let's face it, if he didn't listen then, what's gonna make him listen now? I huffed, beginning to briskly make my way over to the door down into the school building.
"Where do you think you're going?!"
Suddenly, I felt the back of my uniform being grabbed as Issei pulled me back, pushing me against the railing and closing the distance between us, his face mere inches away from my own.
"Listen! Listen to me for fuck's sake!" he exclaimed, glaring daggers at me, grabbing me by the scruff of my collar. "I'm not gonna just...stand here and take this anymore!"
"What?! Get off me!" I squirmed, returning his glare, trying to get him away from me. What possessed him to think that, in a conversation about him being a pervert, grabbing me and pinning me against a railing was a good idea?! "This is exactly why I hate you! You're such a perver-"
"Shut up!" he screamed at the top of his lungs, prompting a horrid ringing in my ears. "That's all it is with you...Pervert this, pervert that! So what if I'm a pervert?!"
"Because believe it or not, I have dignity!" I grasped his arms, attempting to force his hands off of me.
"That's not what matters!" Issei glared daggers at me, tears welling up in his eyes as he spoke. "I just...don't wanna have to put up with you looking at me and my friends like we're the scum of the earth!"
"You are the scum of the earth! Sneaking into locker rooms, oggling me like I'm some kind of animal in a zo-"
I barely got chance to finish my sentence as Issei hoisted me up by the legs, pushing his hand against my chest, my legs pressing up against the metal of the railing and pivoting around it, my body hanging off the edge.
"I just want all this bullshit to end!"
Those were the last words I heard before Issei pushed me over the edge of the rooftop, my body now in freefall as I began to quickly plummet to the ground below. As I fell, my mind raced with thoughts and questions, a loud shriek making it's way out of my throat as the knowledge of my impending demise struck me. I was powerless to do anything but watch as the rooftop became more and more distant, my gaze drifting to the school building windows, begging that someone-anyone could help me!
And that's when I saw her.
Bob-cut black hair, a stern expression, and violet eyes framed behind circle-rim glasses. Stood in the window with her collegues, her gaze meeting mine...a look of shock breaching her strict, calm face.
"Sona..."
I felt my heart flutter at the sight of her, a small glimpse of happiness in a dire situation. Seeing her always made me feel better, even if she was yelling at me when I did see her...and I suppose if the last thing I saw before I died was her, I could die happy...
Right?
I felt my fall slow, the sound of metallic clanking taking over the air around me, my eyes closing as I felt something rise within me...Something I'd never felt before. This feeling was shortlived, as the impact soon replaced it with the familiar feeling of pain, it was worse than I'd ever felt, like every bone in my body had shattered at once, my eyes jolting open as I hit the ground beneath. I took a dazed gaze around me, observing that I was laid on my back, with something underneath me, although what it was, I couldn't see. My vision was beginning to blur and warp, the school building fluxuating and shifting as my sight wavered. I began to blink my eyes for the last time, a drowsiness beginning to overtake me...Had falling really made me so tired? So exhausted?
"...I see that you're still alive, Abanton." the voice, while distant, was easily recognisable. One eye opened, to see if the voice I was hearing was true. And I swear, stood over me, towering over my crippled body, she was there, the owner of the voice. "If you would like to continue living, then I have a proposition for you...If you choose to accept it."
Far past the ability to speak, I weakly nodded my head.
"...Very well. I shall bring you back and give you new life...However, you will live that life indebted to me. Does that sound reasonable?"
Indebted to her? What does she mean? It was hard to think, my mind already starting to faulter from the shock...and I was just so tired...But with this voice, from her of all people?
"...Y-yeah...t-that...sounds good..." I spluttered the words out, closing my eyes slowly.
"...Then we have a deal. From this day forward, you will live your life for my sake."
After the confrontation with one of my most hated classmates, and falling to my death? A life indebted to Sona Sitri sounded promising...But I couldn't keep myself up any longer, I was just so exhausted...
"T-thank...you..."
I croaked quietly, beginning drift off into the blackness of a deep sleep.
