"Keep running! The cold should feel amazing to you punks right now!" The coach roared through his microphone. It was PE time and the class didn't feel like listening to him in the gym. His name was Mr. Kito and he wasn't the most appealing man. His poorly dyed blonde hair was greasy from his sweat and a mess. He had body hair that poked out of his bright red gym uniform and pit stains that would never wash out. He may not be the most attractive, however, he wasn't the worst guy out there. He was easily tempered but all around he was a good guy.

My PE class was full of girls, most of them did everything in their power not to work out. Mr. Kito got very upset when the everyone tried to hide out in the locker room but he found them in a heart beat. He almost blew through the roof and made us come outside. It was no problem to me as I couldn't feel the cold. We were being forced to run around the court yard till the next class. Usually, the boys were forced to run outside all year long and today was the same. They were having their break right now, most of them watching us run. Their coach was similar to ours but a female. Her name was Miss. Kita and she could be Mr. Kito's twin if you really thought about it.

My hair was put up into a ponytail and I was taking my time running. It wasn't cold to me, but all the girl's cheeks were bright red. I didn't feel tired, my breath calm. We were getting close to where the boys were sitting, quickly growing nervous. The gym uniform we were forced to wear wasn't something I enjoyed. They were pink like everything in this school. The tops were cropped with pink lines across the chest. The bottoms were shorts, which was impossible for someone to feel comfortable in. Then again, most of the girls loved it. Obviously, for the boys. I wasn't the one to show off my body so of course, I was growing nervous.

"Look at them go!" One of the boys whistled. The girls in front of me tried to look their best but it was hard to do so when they were sweaty beyond belief and their faces bright red. I refused to look at them as I was passing by.

One of the boys was talking out loud, "Wow, look at her! She isn't even breaking a sweat. What was her name again?" It was normal for that question to be asked. I was the shy nerd in the background after all.

"I think her name was Hara?"

"Whatever her name is, look at her chest!" I couldn't help but look down. My eyes widened, seeing it jump around with my movement. I no longer wanted to run at a small pace, I got far away from them. I made it back to the finish line, not once feeling tired. The girls were breathing heavily, trying to regain their strength. I looked behind me and saw the boys coming over to us. I frantically looked for a place to hide. Noticing the side of the school, I dashed there. I could hear them talking to the girls. Laughing, giggling and flirting filled my ears. It was sickening. How could anyone enjoy in that act? Getting someone's hopes up and crushing it. It was disgusting.

"Look who we have here?" Two boys approached me but I refused to look up. I thought I was safe here... "You look much better in that uniform, Hara." Hearing my name escape his lips was horrible. It made me want to vomit. I gritted my teeth, looking at the wall below me. Not answering them made them want to try harder.

One of them touched my shoulders, "Wanna grab a bite with us?" I couldn't push him away or even tell him to stop. I was using everything I had to not run away. I was tired of running away. I was about to open my mouth but he quickly pulled his hand away. Standing beside me was Takashi. He looked very serious, his gaze shot at the boys.

"Hey, we were just talking to her." Takashi's arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me close to him. I couldn't help but stare at his face. His jaw line was defined and his dark eyes were like a black hole, It was sucking me in. "Fine! We will leave." They huffed, walking away with sneers.

He looked down at me, now with a calm expression. "Are you okay?" I nodded, forgetting his arm was around me. He smirked, slowly letting me go. The feeling remained with me. Takashi was in his gym uniform, it had some sweat marks from him running. Takashi running...The imagine tried to form but I wouldn't let it. I can not think about that! He motioned his head for me to follow. I gladly did as he led me to some seats away from everyone. He was so kind... A gentle giant if you put it into words. He was so much taller than me but I wasn't afraid of him.

He tried to hand me a bottle of water, "No thank you, I'm fine." I smiled. The fear I experienced earlier was gone and replaced with peace. He had to have some kind of power to do this to me. We watched the girls and boys talk, we had nothing better to look at. Takashi took a drink of his water bottle, watching the water trickle down his throat. I forced myself to look away. What is wrong with me today. It had been some time since Tamaki and I went out. The scarf was in my bag, in the changing room. It wasn't the best day but...I still kept the scarf.

"You're good at running." He spoke. I wish I could tell him it was because I was dead. If I was still alive, I would be sweating up a cow and die all over again. I was the most unathletic person you could meet but now I look like a track star. I went ahead and agreed with him.

"Thank you, I run home sometimes." And from running away from people all the time. "What do you do most of the time?" I wanted to know more about him. If I only had a little time left on this earth, I wanted to know more about people.

He set his water down, "I take care of Honey, I live with him." Did they live together? That makes the phone calls make more sense and that also reminded me.

"I um..." Come on, don't be a wimp. " Thank you...For bring me home that one night." The festival... I wanted to hate him for bringing me back to that hell hole but it was hard to be mad when he cared for me well being. How did he find me way out there in the first place? Was he following me? No, he couldn't have.

He gave me a kind smile, "You would have caught a cold." Takashi was so simple. In the way, he talked his looks and his personality. They were all simple. I wish I could say the same for myself but, my entire being was complicated. I may look like a nobody on the outside but if you were to truly crack into my shell, you'd run away as fast as you can. I was dead, still alive for some mysterious purpose and I used to cut myself to make me think it was all better. It never got better. I subconsciously glanced at my arms, seeing smooth untouched skin. Takashi noticed, and he reached out to touch my shoulder. I had a feeling he knew something was up but respected me enough not to ask. I was thankful. No one knew about my cutting and I hope no one ever does.

This was nice. Sitting and talking to him. "I know I keep saying it," I laughed to myself. "But thank you for talking with me. I really needed it." Then he said something that shocked me.

"I'll always be here for you."

That sentence made my body skip a beat. He was surely just saying it cause he was in the Host Club, but then again he wasn't there right now. He willingly approached me on his own free will. Why was he saying this to me? It made me confused. It was something he said that probably didn't have any hidden meaning behind it. I'm over thinking things.

I put a loose piece of hair behind my ears, "You are very kind." He really was. Only if I could be like him. He seemed like the kind of person that wasn't affected by anything and that was something I admired. If I too could be that way. Maybe things would have turned out different.

"Thank you." He got up, taking one more drink of his water. I couldn't help but gaze at his tall frame. He was well built in an even manner. His arms were well toned and his legs. His chest might have well been made from rock. I quickly pulled myself away from him, ashamed I was even thinking about this. "If you ever need to talk..."

I quickly nodded, "I will." He then left with a small smirk. His class was leaving anyway. I was still sitting there until he disappeared. That was nice. Only if it could happen more often.

After a couple more runs from our angry teacher, we were allowed to go into the shower rooms. I didn't smell since I could no longer sweat but I wasn't about to let the girls see me not take one. They would spread it to their friends that I was a nasty person. I stepped into the bright pink shower, taking off my clean uniform, placing it on the bench right outside. I turned the water on as hot as it could go, wishing I could feel it. The steam was refreshing for my nose and the water was enjoyable. I used the expensive bar of soap to rub down my body. I closed my eyes, trying to escape for a little while. Several minutes later, I heard something splat on the tiles. I looked down and saw a chunk of my thigh, bleeding on the ground. It was the area I was currently rubbing with soap. I covered my mouth, trying not to scream. What happened?! Tears mixed in with shower water as I looked at my flesh.

I slid down into the corner, not knowing what to do. It is getting worse! How much longer must I suffer! I tightly shut my eyes, wanting this to all go away. I don't know how long I stayed there, my eyes glued shut. Eventually, after I cooled down, I looked.

It was gone.

No blood, no skin, my thigh was not there. I looked at myself, seeing I was completely fine. What happened? Am I going crazy? Was I starting to slowly lose my mind? Am I going to turn into a zombie at some point? If only all this could stop. I slowly rose and got out. I tried to push it into the back of my head. I reached for my bra and noticed my panties were gone. Were they right there? I glanced around the room, all the girls were gone. Did someone take them? I shook my head, to concern for what happened to me to care about my underwear. I quickly changed into my school uniform, trying to ignore the fact I wasn't wearing undergarments. Grabbing my bag, I slipped on Tamaki's scarf. Enjoying the comfort it provided.

I walked out, my wet hair put up into a high bun. Everyone was getting ready for the last class of the day, I stood there with a blank expression. I didn't want to go to class...But I mustn't skip, Mother will find out. I began walking towards my class, feeling heavy. My eyes gazed around, seeing Luka far off into the distance. She was chatting with her gang, a bright smile on her face. Something was off about it though. She was practically glowing. I wonder what made her so happy? Thank god it wasn't torturing me.

I also saw Tomo some distance away, he too was talking to his friends. That same neutral expression on his face. He didn't notice me and I was thankful for that, I couldn't handle another round of his teasing. His white hair looked smooth as ever, it made me want to touch it. He was tall compared to his friends, not as tall as Takashi though. He glanced my way, making me freeze up on the inside. I couldn't be late for class. He simply winked at me, going back to his conversation. I felt relieved and yet, a bit confused. Now that I am thinking about it, so much has happened and to think if I hadn't have died, I would have never pointed them out. I rather not be able to notice their presence at all but yet it was nice to be able to recognize someone. I rushed towards my class but someone grabbed my hand.

Oten.

Her smile shined like the sun, it has been some time since I've seen her thanks to me trying to be in solitude. Her hair a mess, as usual, she opened her mouth, "Not today, Hara!" I didn't get a chance to answer as she tugged me along, seeing the door to class disappear. When went up the stairs like the wind and before I knew it, I was on the roof with her. For once, the sun was bright, making the snow around us shine. "Fresh air!" Oten yelled, breathing in.

"Why did you bring me here?" I asked, walking towards her. She was on the edge of the building, right next to where I jumped off to my death. I stop right before it, not wanting to stand there.

She was happy, truly in contentment. "Stand with me Hara, breath in the world." I had no idea why she was acting like this but I couldn't move forward. I was stuck in place like the snow was cement. I gulped, I didn't want to stand there. She reached out, grabbing my hand. "There is nothing to be afraid of. I'm with you." It gave me courage, I stepped forward. I stood by Oten's side, never thinking once that I would be standing here with a friend. We both looked towards the sun, my eyes wide with realization. It was beautiful, the world was wonderful. Everything around us was bright from snow and light. There wasn't a speck of darkness to be seen.

Oten hand was in mine and we both breathed in. It was fresh. I didn't look down, not wanting to remember. There was a lump in my throat as I examined the city. A tear went down my cheek as I realized, that if I had actually opened my eyes sooner. I would have continued living. I could stand here without worries. My entire life was shrouded in darkness but if I had been looking closer, everywhere was light. I made a mistake...She squeezed my hand.

I took one last breath, "Oten, there is something I have to tell you."