He said he was your friend. I asked him to stop me from killing myself. He laughed. "I dare you, Yuki." ...okay (Btw: Sorry if you actually suffer from depression, I don't mean to actually offend people by writing this. The only reason I'm writing this is because I feel like I need to get things off my system. I have been struggling with depression for a while, and I don't really like to talk about it with people, but writing my thoughts into a story helps me cope with my feelings. If you want to read this story, then by all means read it., and if you want to talk to me then message me through wattpad, I will do my best to respond.)