"maybe in another world, another life, we were meant for a happy ending, but not here, not this time"
in which nishimura ayame is struggling with her mental health and home life and yang jungwon tries to help her but nothing could ever go right for...
"riki i'm home" ayame announced as she took off her shoes but she heard no answer, "..that's weird. he should be home by now"
ayame went to her room first, dropping off her bag before leaving her own room and going into her father's and riki's room, "riki?" she opened the door only to see the boy sitting on the edge of his bed, clenching his blazer in his hand, "hey riki are yo-"
"give me your wrist" he spoke, not looking at her
"h-huh?" she stammered, not being sure if she heard him right
riki threw his blazer to the side before walking up to ayame. she had never seen the boy so furious before. he held out his hand and she just stared at it, "give me your wrist right now"
"why? riki what's wrong?" ayame spoke, hiding her wrists behind her
"you did something this morning" he began, "there's blood on my blazer and the only way it could've got there was from you this morning"
ayame gulped, "i didn't do anything. i probably accidentally cut myself or something" she tried to excuse herself, knowing very well that riki knew that's not true
he continue to hold out his hand, waiting for his sister to put her wrist in his hand. ayame knew that riki would yell at her and be mad at her. she was two weeks clean already with her scars slowly healing but this made her no longer clean.
ayame gave in and placed her wrist in his hand. riki lifted her uniform sleeve up seeing the gauze soaked in blood. ayame bit her lip, seeing riki's disappointed face.
the boy didn't say anything as he brought ayame to the bathroom. he unwrapped the gauze and threw it away. he then placed her wrist under the sink for a few seconds before taking it away. he opened one of the drawers, grabbing sterile gauze and wrapping it around her wrist, multiple times.
ayame stared at her wrist then at riki, "thank you..but aren't you ma-"
riki pushed past the girl, going into his own room and slamming the door shut
"he's mad.." ayame sighed before going to the door and knocking on it, "hey riki. i know you're mad. i'm sorry for doing that. i just..couldn't stand looking at myself anymore..i thought doing that would make some pain go away" she chuckled sadly, "i want to be pretty yet the scars covering my body are making me more ugly than i already am. i'm sorry riki"
while ayame went back into her room, riki laid on his bed, clenching his pillow tightly against his chest with tears in his eyes.
he was scared.
he was scared that ayame was going to leave him. as much as he hated her for that, he knew he could never understand the pain she was going through with her depression. as much as he wanted to call her selfish for wanting to die and leave the world, he couldn't blame her.
he needed ayame. he needed his sister. she was the only one who cared for him and took care of him. riki could never be mad at his sister. he was just disappointed at the fact that she tried to hide it from him.
they promised to tell everything each other and while riki told her everything, there was a lot of things that ayame hid from him.
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the class groaned in unison as their teacher announced a partner project for their literature class.
"you will be able to choose your partners" the teacher then announced which made everyone suddenly happy and excited.
as usual, as the teacher began going over the project, ayame zoned out.
who was she going to work with? no one really talked to her and everyone was basically friends with each other. her eyes slowly went over to jungwon who was whispering to his friend beside him, a grin on his face.
she sighed, figuring that jungwon was going to work with someone else. this would end up being a project that she works alone with or she gets stuck with someone who doesn't like her. either way, she was screwed.
"choose your partners. the deadline for this project is in 3 weeks. here are your books and your rubrics" the teacher passed the stack of papers to the front student and each student passing it back to the person behind them.
the teacher went by each desk, giving everyone a book.
ayame bowed her head slightly and looked at the book in her hands, "let's see how this goes" she sighed before bending to place the book in her bag but stopped when she saw another one. she put the book in her bag and pulled out the other one, "in another life.." she muttered to herself.
class was dismissed and everyone quickly got up, going to get partners for the project. ayame shook her head and placed the book in her bag before standing up to go grab a snack to eat from the vending machine but stopped when someone stood in front of her.
"yes jungwon?" she spoke, looking at boy
"want to work together?" he offered, smiling at her
"o-oh.." she stammered then cursed at herself for doing so
"if you have a partner already, it's fine. i was just asking because-"
ayame quickly shook her head, waving her hands in front of her, "that's not it. i just thought you were gonna work with someone else"
jungwon shook his head, "let's walk?" the girl nodded before the two began walking, leaving the classroom, "so..can we work together?"
"sure" ayame grinned, "thank you for asking"
"thank you? no one says thank you when working for a project" jungwon chuckled lightly
"well it's mostly because no one asks me so i end up getting stuck with someone who doesn't like me or i work by myself. so i'm glad you asked me" she explained to him
"oh! of course then!" he exclaimed, "where should we work? my house? library? your house?"
she froze at the mention of her house. she didn't want anyone from her school to see her neighborhood or where she lived at all, "we can work at your house" she spoke and he nodded
"when do you have work?" jungwon then asked her, trying to plan out in his head when they can meet up to work on it
"my schedule differs but i'll check when my shifts are. i'll text you the days i'm free"
jungwon agreed with her as they walked to the vending machines where ayame stood in the front, looking at the snacks trying to decide on what she should eat.
ayame grabbed out her wallet but she dropped it. ayame bent down to pick it up and then she saw her thighs from the skirt she was wearing. her thighs were touching.
ugly was the only word running through her mind.
ayame gulped as she grabbed her wallet off the floor and put it back in her pocket, "let's go..i'm suddenly not hungry"
jungwon looked at her concerned as he could tell that she looked both upset and worried. he just nodded and the two walked away to go back to class
'..i can purge later' ayame thought, clenching her fist
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