No Matter What, (A kuroken chatfic)

.:Prologue:.

Italics= thoughts
Bold= A/N

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Kenma looked down at the razor in his hand as his blood flowed down his arm like a deep red river. All he could hear were the voices that screamed and whispered at the same time, they were telling him lies. Or maybe what they were saying was true? He had no idea, all that was on his mind was the idea of leaving this painful life and moving on.

He turned around and stared at the rope he already prepared and the chair that was placed right next to it. His eyes were dull and his skin was pale, he started to walk over there slowly. Just a couple more steps where death awaits him, he could already feel the rope around his neck blocking any air from entering.

But then, he stopped.

What about Hinata?

Even if Kenma had low self-confidence he still knew how much Hinata cared about him, but that's just Hinata's nature he is a very caring person. So he decided to text Hinata one last time.

Shoyo

Kenma: I'm sorry Hinata, but I can't do this anymore. I'm too weak to handle this cruel life, so I have decided to commit suicide. Please know that this isn't your fault and that you are the best friend I could have ever asked for. So thank you for all that you have done for me and I'm sorry I couldn't stay strong enough for you.

???: Wait.

???: Please! Before you do anything just listen!

Kenma: I'm sorry Hinata but you can't convince me...

???: Just please listen! I don't know who you or Hinata are but please don't do this!

Kenma: Wait.... Do I have the wrong number?

???: Yes, but please just listen! I don't know who you are, but I know that they're people who care about you! And even if it doesn't seem like it you are worth it, and if you end it now you might miss the opportunity of a brighter and better future! So, please just don't do it!

Kenma:.....

Kenma: You don't even know me. How can you say all of that with such confidence?

???: The fact that I have never met you before yet I know that your life is precious says something, right?

Kenma:....

???: Please,

Kenma: I don't know.

???: Ok listen how about this. Give me one month, just one month to convince you to live. And after that month if you don't feel better... You can do anything you want.

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Kenma looked down at the screen and thought for a moment.

Why are they trying so hard? I don't understand how am I so worth all this trouble?

Kenma took a deep breath before he finally pressed send on his message to this stranger.

Kenma: ok....

Alright, my dudes, that's that! Hope you enjoyed the prologue! I usually make chapters 1000 words or more but since this is the prologue it's a little shorter, sorry if any of this was triggering for you. Also if your feeling suicidal, please, PLEASE get some help. Because you are worth it! Even if you don't feel like it...
Anyways that's it have a good day/night ma dudes!

Word count: 535 🖤