開始 。 ━━━ sleep , it's a nice thing to do , may it be for a long period of time or just for a short while , you're bound to enjoy it , nonetheless . it's also one of your body's greatest necessities .
but none of these were enough reason for you to like the fact that you have been sleeping in this dusty locked , metal space , that you didn't even know what was called .
it's been two days since you've awoken , in a world that you're for sure you've never thought you'd see again . you were sure , that you have died . you didn't know how , or why but you were sure you've died , you've left the world from a whole different era .
not just that caused your seemingly neverending confusion , add the fact that you ,
remember nothing other than that statement and your name . y/n , that's supposedly what your name should be .
you do know that , you were most likely a wandering ghost now . you also tried to push the door open in this thing earlier this day .
you were getting tired of it's tight and overly filled with cleaning utensils space , that you wanted to be free . just how in the name of heavens were you able to sleep for who knows how long in this thing ?
you knocked gently at first as you've realized that the lock was outside , for some reason , none came up to open the door . you thought that it was just expected , as you are a ghost as of now .
you started to knock with all your might , still wanting to go out . and similarly , there weren't any progress . you rattled the utensils inside , made loud noises , and finally , that's when some kid that came back to grab her pencil case , opened the door , looking displeased to see that the tools were now misplaced .
the light from outside and the room that had a lot of seats came to view , you're mouth was left hanging open at the unusual scenery .
but you snapped out of it . and realized that the student was too busy cleaning and fixing everything , that the door was left open .
you smiled lightly , as you take a step forward , expecting to be able to wander around this unfamiliar place now that you're free from this thing that stood as somewhat , your cage .
however you couldn't take a step further . as if an invisible wall was there , you couldn't leave the locked rectangular frame .
which leads to how , now , you simply crouch down , sitting on the cold metal surface , the smell of dirt and dust , brought forth your involuntary sneezes .
it's been almost half a week since you've given up trying to escape . you feared being locked here permanently , but you can't really run anywhere anyway .
you wanted to at least know why you still remain here on the land despite being dead .
but with this and other many future obstacles , maybe giving up is all you could actually do .
for a reason you also didn't know , tears started forming unconsciously , dripping down your cheeks , going down the pretty gray dress you wore .
you felt pathetic .
simply covering your mouth , noises that sounded annoying in your ears , trying to stop them . it was already probably around midnight . everything is dark . you felt scared . it's cold . it's been like this for a few days now and surprisingly , your body seemed to be accustomed to all of these .
as though you've gone through it before .
you wondered if you have always been alone and left in the dark , even when you were still alive .
but you doubt that you had a very sad life . as you hugged your legs you silently closed your eyes , the noises you made had died down , but your tears just flowed continuously .
you feel like , when you were alive , someone came . someone pulled you up and helped you stand on your own feet .
may it have been a parent , a sibling , a friend or a lover , you wanted to at least remember what they looked like or what their names were .
but with how you are now , you'd probably just have to wait until some huge supernatural comes and eat you , a small weak spirit .
you can't expect someone to save you , when the only name you know is yours , when the only thing you know is that you remember nothing .
you're alone .
and the mere thought is tearing you up all over again . just how much stock of tears does your body have ? you're getting tired of all these crying .
他の。 ━━━ he walks , with not much in mind , probably looking for something that he can use to waste some time . he dragged his feet through the long halls , his amber eyes out to gaze at the moon outside . the moon , the one thing that person he cares for , loved .
his choppy hair sways as he takes small steps . his orbs continuously looks about , in search of something , anything . all the other spirits and supernatural are busy somewhere and he's pretty bored . his assistant and that simp also had gone home since earlier .
oh how he wished something amusing pops up out of the blue .
and as if his wish was heard and granted , he passed by a certain classroom , and heard sobs .
a girl's , to be precise .
he paused in place , his head turning to look back at the room . hearing the crying go on . a small smirk on his pale , porcelain-like face . his huge eyes closing half way through .
he was about to slide the door open , when the sobbing of the unknown stopped and all he could hear was small whimpers .
as luck would have it , he slid the door open silently . he was expecting a small girl crying in one of the seats in the huge classroom . but it was divergent , the lone crier , wasn't seen anywhere , but was heard in the storage locker on the side .
his eyes landed on the said furniture .
well , now he knows why she was crying .
his feet then turned to head for the said girl . he didn't really have much conviction , but he's sure it's because he's bored .
the locker was locked .
his hand had gone and forced it open , leading to its poor destruction , despite how he could've just turned the poor thing . the black floating circles around him , seemed to be calm , despite how they usually fuss around when an unknown is around .
the door slowly opened , with the help of his hand .
and a girl , hugging her knees , with a tear stained face , in a gray dress , looked up at him with glossy eyes , greeted his topaz irises .
継続 。 ━━━ the moment those dull golden eyes looked down at you , you felt nothing but serenity .
"Hm , I'll take this one ."
a view of the same man , in clothes all black , in a very dark place , he points at you .
your eyes widen . do you know this stranger ? not knowing it yourself , you had pulled yourself even further from him .
as he crouched down , with a small huff , he gazed at you with his head tilted to the side .
"So , it was just you ."
hearing his voice , felt , surreal .
a surge of the unknown enveloped you whole .
you felt uncanny , as you lowly uttered a name you didn't know you knew . "Tsukasa-sama...?"
as though his presence sucked all the air in your lungs , you remained to sit there , feeling yourself , engulfed in such feelin , alien to you , when you uttered that name . your face was instantly showered with fear when he answered , "Huh ?" he seemed startled with how you spoke his name as though you were dying to see him in person . well that would've been true if you weren't already deceased .
sophisticated , your eyes shone with how your tears reflected the light of the moon outside . he felt like he was drowning slowly . he shakes his head .
"I don't think I've ever seen you before , but let's get you out there first ." he suggests , placing his hand before you . you didn't know who he was , or what he was , he was probably a supernatural like you , as he could see and hear you .
you didn't know why , but your eyes shifted to his face , he facial-lized his confusion yet again .
and like a huge wave of whatnot washed all your other thoughts away , you felt yourself raise your arms , reaching him slowly . your body slowly colliding with his , personal space , locked with one simple movement , his arms that were about to pull you outside , hanged in the air , in vain , as you approached him yourself .
hands held each other behind his neck , your head fitting right between the intersection his neck and shoulder made . this spot , this position , this state , seem too awfully appropriate , in your mind .
his name , his face , his actions , you feel like you've all witnessed and lived , even made memories with them before .
you felt like you knew this man .
"Oh , what's this ?" he spoke , feeling your tight hold around his body , how your breaths felt warm despite how lifeless you're supposed to be .
"Help me , Tsukasa-sama ." his name rolled off your mouth as though it was meant to only come out there and nowhere else . he should be finding both your way of addressing him and your actions as something peculiar and weird , yet he simply awaits another session of your stifling deeds .
but you simply let out a breath , yet again . the left over tears you have , dripping on the sleeve of his clothes that was awfully different from what the one you saw in the sudden flashback , wore .
and as if that breath announced how tired and exhausted you were , your eyelids felt heavy , as heavy as lead .
it was odd that he didn't push you away , and it felt warm that he held unto your back with one hand as the other went up and patted your head .
"I wonder what you need help with ." were the last words you heard from him , as everything you saw was swallowed up in a void filled with the darkest color ; black .
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