As you were getting patched up by the nurse, you could tell she was very concerned of you. You two are quite good companions, but not close like friends. You two give each other a few small casual talks.
Telling by your face, she tried to lift up the mood.
"So, I see this as been acting up again," the nurse responds.
You only stare at the empty tiled floor that was in front of you as you let the pain walk through you as per usual. The nurse was positive that today was just even worse. She hasn't been seeing you for the past month, but it looked like your 'accidents' have been acting up again. This time, even worse.
"Y/n, I've told the vice and head principal about your situation here," the nurse says. You still stare at the floor with an emotionless face, "They will pull you out of class tomorrow, so please be present here."
"It's no use," you mumble.
"Hm?"
"There's no use," you say, a bit louder.
"No use? Of what?" the nurse asks in concern.
"I'm saying that it isn't necessary!" you almost yell.
Realizing what you did, you quickly come back into your comfort zone.
"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude," you say.
A tear fell, and then another until more tears started to fall. Knowing that this is the nurse's job to understand children at this age, she stands up and hugs you. She rubs your back as you shiver, whimper, and do everything you do to silently break down. The nurse knew you had those days and she fully understands.
"Y/n," the nurse says, "I need you to tell the head and vice about this. You can keep this up, but you cannot live like this. You must expose yourself, okay?"
You still silently cry as you grip the ends of your skirt, afraid that if you give a single tap on her clothes, then you would already be dead.
"You didn't tell this to my brother, right?" you ask.
"Do you want me to?"
"No, it's better this way. He'll find out anyways when I get home."
"Okay. I'll respect your choices."
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Hearing the door open and close, Hiroshi was glad to see his little sister back home, but not what he expected for her to see.
Blood on your collar as your face was patched up with bandages, you look down to take of your shoes.
"I'm home-
"Y/n, what happened? Who did this!"
"No one did."
"Y/n, it's already visible to see that someone is bullying you," your brother responds, "It's getting out of hand."
"I already reported it," you say as you drag your feet to the floor.
You walk upstairs, but Hiroshi follows you.
"Y/n, this isn't right. Even if you did, it doesn't seem they're taking this seriously. We need to report this to the police!"
You sigh as you turn around before your room. You look at your brother's concerned face as you realize how serious he looked for it. Your eyes start to tear up as you lean your forehead on his chest, wanting to do nothing for the rest of your life.
"Satou . . ."
In such a long time, you finally called him by his first name. He knew that you were just tired of everything, tired of what was going on with your life, but if you just had the courage to just get up and talk to him about who was bullying you, this would've been all over by now.
As you were silently crying on your brother's chest, Hiroshi only hugs you.
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Saiki went into his brother's room as he was still staying for the night. Kusuke turns around, but still continues to throw the ball up and into his hands. He had a stubborn face at his little brother.
"What do you want, little brother? Another broken antenna?"
"No, I want you to make this," Saiki pulls out a paper and give it to his brother.
Kusuke stops throwing the ball up as he looks at him.
"A request? From my little brother? What could you possibly want from me?"
"I just want that, but without that dumb stupid thing that's blocking me from touching it."
"Hm, and what do I get in return?"
"I'll let you experiment whatever you want here."
Kusuke's ears perk up as he finds the deal greatly amazing.
"And one more thing," Saiki says, "I want our grandparents' house as soon as possible."
"What for?"
"Do you want this deal or not?"
Saiki's brother smirks.
"It's a deal."
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Sitting on your chair, you were finishing your homework. You already did your night routine so after once you were finished with your homework, you could immediately go to sleep.
Sighing, you leaned back on your chair as pain rushed through your head. You stare at the ceiling as there was nothing on there. Hearing taps on your window, you flinch and look what it was. You stood up as you let him in.
"At least you know how to do one thing," Saiki says.
You timidly look down as you play with your fingers.
"Sit on the bed," he says, "It'll give you a toll, so get ready."
He watches you sit on the bed as you look down on your hands, looking so defeated, so empty. He didn't want to make you feel worse, but he had to. In order for you to realize your wrongdoings, he had to do it.
As your hands were set on your lap for a quite some time, you felt something drop onto your lap. Realizing what it was, your eyes widen as you only shivered. Picking up the plastic clear bag, you see the necklace that you gave to Hinata, but with drops of blood around it. As tears started to fall onto the transparent bag.
"He's dead, so you can stop loving him."
Saiki stares at you as your fingers were shaking terribly while you touched the necklace that was behind the thin layer.
"H-Hinata . . ." you whimper out.
Saiki turns around as he hears the cry of your voice break down.
"It was needed to be done," he says before he leaves.
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I spy with my little eye someone crying in the corner.
And that someone is you.
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