It is a regular day for Inoue Jun, a young man in his early twenties. Until it isn't anymore. Among flower petals, a fleeting smile, and a sudden death, he now has to find a way to remain sane. If someone died right before you, how would you react?
...
With my hand outstretched, I was desperately grasping for the shadows
beneath.
My mind was trapped in a moment I'd never forget and my eyes stuck on red stained white.
The screeching sounds of the metallic can replayed themselves into my mind
over and over again,
making me think, making me wonder why this all happened to me that day.
I looked for an answer I knew I'd never ever receive.
And before all that—twisted thoughts. That's all I've been left with.
Twisted thoughts and a bleak reality.
Chapter 8:
Down, on my knees, I watched my hands in horror, unable to escape the moment.
Caught.
I was caught.
I was caught by a net I would've never even fathomed.
Long dark hair, dark blue eyes. A sweet school girl in a bridal uniform.
Her image haunted me over and over again.
I was cornered by an event born between the walls of a sickly frail mind. I was stuck in a place I would have never imagined to be. I was tricked by a shabbily thought trap
and I fell right into it.
Chapter 9:
Horrified voices rose around me, all at once recalling—"Shejumped!" or "Murderer!"—cruelly.
Yelling, shouting, demanding—
justice to be made.
Between a murder and a suicide, they've already formed their opinions.
It's all my fault.
Curled up in a ball, a few steps away from the edge, I looked horrified at the ground.
Shock and fear washed over me in waves of dismay.
What will I do now?
There was really no escape. Everyone watched me cautiously from between the stone-carved pillars.
Dim lights colored the atmosphere and I couldn't help but wonder:
Could they maybe be afraid?
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