My eyes followed my hands, ended up on a young handsome man. His face was shining, his brunette hair looking fluffy and soft.

"Uh- sorry?" My face contorted in confusion, noticing that, he spoke up. "Would you like to commit a double suicide with me~?" His voice was in a carol, practically singing.

Dark brown eyes stared into my own. Indeed I was much more confused than before, I could only manage to choke out "Why?" His hand slid to his chest, the other pointing towards the sky or in this case the ceiling lights, he looked like a narcissistic person, giving a speech about himself.

"My goal is too commit suicide with a beautiful woman~!" He chirped, I could only let out a small chuckle. What crappy idea was that? I wonder what let him to the thought that is better to commit suicide than living? And how was I considered pretty?

My mind darted back to the conversation I was having.

"First of all, nope, not yet, second, I am pretty sure you got the wrong woman, I assure you I know someone who looks much more appealing than me, " I said, now finally turning to him. I really hope Fuyu wouldn't show up soon. His face changed from upset to playful upon hearing the second sentence.

"Really then~?" A smile entered his face, I shouldn't have said 'yet' and I shouldn't have 'joked' like that.

I always looked mediocre, and mediocre isn't that attractive. If he was hopeful, he was wrong to hope for a pretty stranger to commit suicide with him. I didn't mean that in a flirty way, I should filter my words more. And with the bucket list in hand and Fuyu, I definitely couldn't give up on this life. It already made itself too valuable.

My mouth opened but before I could turn him down, a blonde man appeared. He seemed to be friends with the brunette. I'd say babysitter would be a better word.

The blonde man quickly apologized and dragged the childlike man away. He was quick so I assume this must've happended often. I feel sad if he has to put up with this every single day.

What a hectic life he must be living, and just as they left, Fuyu came back. What a timing. Fate is quite weird for sure.

"The strangest thing just happened" she stated, pondering about something.

I leaned back in chair, I was suppose to say that, not her. Afterall, he did seem... questionable, " And suppose what might that be" I inquired, what if it's more strange than my experience right now?

I poked the last piece of my cheesecake with fork.

"I think... I might have met a serial killer?" Her tone was as if she was questioning herself.

I almost choked, I quickly swallowed and shot out loud "What!?" My voice sounded thunderous, my hands slammed the table. After getting noticed by other customers, I quickly settled down again.

The shock in my eyes must be showing because she put her arms up and frantically said "No, I'm fine! But I might have greeted them?" God, this girl is crazy, I walked over and shook her shoulders.

" Are you Crazy! Why. Would. You. Talk. To. A. Serial. Killer. You could've died!" The worry in voice was just getting worse.

" Just calm down, I'm fine, see" She did have no physical injuries, I went back and sat down. But I was still quite frantic.

She talked about it, a man was slightly injured outside the back door, showing through a window. She must've gone to the wrong bathroom, probably the staff one. Then being the good, idiotic, person she is, went to help. She actually always has some bandages on her so she offered that patch him up on a small wound which was bleeding.

Well as she offered the band aid, she realized who she was talking to, the guy on social media. He was a Mafia serial killer and she just offered him a Band-Aid because he got scratched from t̶r̶y̶i̶n̶g̶ killing someone. He didn't take the offer and just left. He turned an alleyway corner. Fuyu said she was too scared to investigate and she also added, he was quite polite but super cold.

I sat there and rubbed my temples, one worrying, two realizing how stupid I was, because if that was me I would have chased after him. Sometimes- actually often times, I'm stupid, stupid enough to make stupid decisions. Curiosity killed the cat, and for sure it applied here, but I always ignored it.

Ughh, I need to tell the team manger. He might send someone interview her, but then wouldn't she be hunted for giving Mafia information, even if it's small? I heard they were pretty strict.

A small "Earth to Coral, wrath to cooral!" Brought me back to reality. "Wrath? I though I wasn't in hell yet" My mind jumped too many places at once, it's kinda self entertaining.

Fuyu smiled at my reply, "So I gotta go soon. Boss said a beginner's runway thing is up, and I'm going to participate. She also asked for me to get some stuff ready, so I'll see your later," We said bye and she went off.

I took a glance out the window, the sky was soaking up dashes of maroon and heliotrope. The defined clouds had hues of pink and slate. This was gorgeous.

Looking at this was relaxing, enjoying nature was nice. The word gorgeous appeared in my mind again, only to lead me to the man. What kind of person was he? Was that a prank or no? Questions flooded my thoughts, something that happens often.

I took my phone out and saw its was around 7:45. Time was getting longer, it's summer soon. I always have a late start on my Bucket list, I need to organize my time more.

I sighed and picked up my things, also paying for the bill in the process. I exited out the front, a gush of cool wind greeting my face.

Today was nice and peaceful, I hoped this would last longer. I was deadly wrong, as a loud crash boom deafened my ears.

I flinched, squeezing my eyes tight. A couple seconds later I opened them and saw guys in black suits falling out the window, I took a photo.

I think they were Mafia men and that part of the building was said to be the Armed Detective Agency, I think they might be at war with the Mafia. I'm not sure though.

I sighed, I just remembered I needed to go there with the interviewer day after tomorrow. The manager said my colleague, which was originally supposed to go, fell sick so I'm the replacment.

I'm gonna have such a huge head ache tommorow.

I scurried off to my apartment, it felt freezing. I wasn't super hungry, guess I won't be burning down my house today by cooking something. I took off my shoes, set them near the doorway and finally entered my room.

I checked the time on the clock, the ticking was giving me a headache. It was 8 sharp. The night already gloomed. Clouds had already brimmed the sky, all but the eminent moon.

My eyes scanned my room, boredom filling me. The lamp, the chestnut doorway, my desk, the bulletin board above it. My home seemed so different at night with the moonlight shining. It looked mesmerizing. The same things had always stayed there. It's almost as if this would stay forever, changing felt unreal. Everything already clicked in this small space. Why need more pieces when you have the whole puzzle?

My thoughts are so weird and it's not even late.

Maybe I could get one of my Bucket list thing done the day after tomorrow, when I meet the Armed Detective Agency. Well, that would be ridiculous.

My legs straddled me to my closet, I had gotten everything I needed done. Well except that drawing of the rose bouquet, but let's just ignore that.

I changed into a more comfortable outfit and went to lay on my bed. The silence was uninterrupted, something peaceful came of this. I couldn't hear the crickets, the wind wasn't blowing, the leaves in my plant pot stayed still.

The small sound of my beating heart caressed me into my dreams.

Where I was, was peculiar. I was placed in a meadow with black flowers, some withering, other growing rapidly. The weather seemed depressed, flaunting it's gray color anywhere to the eye can see. Clouds in the sky hummed a toon of thunder, shaking the ground with every rumble. The dead, life-soaked ground crumbled and I fell. The Earth suddenly shattered in billions of huge shards of dirt and rocks, everything was flying,and flinging around. Birds squawked menacingly, fearing death, trees screamed harmony of breaking off their roots. It was chaos, the mess reversed, falling from the ground to the sky, I felt the damp clouds soften at my cheek. And then, I fell again, this time the pain feeling so real.

I woke up.

I sat up straight, my heart was pounding loud, I would've heard it, if not for my panting.

Wha- Why, how? Was the dream symbolic? What was it suppose to mean? Did I mess up? That was scary, should I tell Fuyu? No, she doesn't need an extra workload.

I grasped my head, a vomiting sensation came to me. I can't be sick! I'm the replacment for sick, I need to pull myself together. I'm not sick, I shouldn't be, I just need to make myself normal.

I got up, rinsed my mouth, drank water, did some breathing exercises, just anything to calm my nerves down.

I synchronize my breathing to the sound of a clock. My mind now assorted, I began to think.

It was just a dream, what more could it be? I think it might correlate to a book I read last summer, I think was something about dying, I'm not sure. I heard a horror show was premiering, it could be my imagination of what the show was about. It's a dream, that means I'll forget it soon. Well it's probably a nightmare, but a nightmare means a scary dream, dreams are forgotten. Dreams mean nothing, it's just for now. A couple hours later I'm sure I'll be fine.

I exhaled, what time is it? I checked the clock, 4:38 am, it's kind of early. Not that much though, I originally planned to wake up around 6 anyway .

I don't want to go back to sleep, I should take a walk outside, that might be nice. You idiot Coral, it looks so ominous outside, it's dark, what happens you get hurt bad? What if robbers decides, 'Oh this will be a good time to rob a bank and no one will be outside and if they stupidly are, I'll kill them' .

The voice inside my head, another of my own, I called it Common Sense. I don't listen to it often though.

But it'll be pretty outside, and I'll get to see the sunrise, just at the price of my life. I thought for a bit and decided what are the odds?

I put on a black sweat shirt and camouflage pants. This seemed comfortable enough

I went outside, taking in a deep breath. Time seems frozen, the air chill. The wind whistled a soft melody, nature swayed in rhythm. This seemed more alive than last night, but it's still as peaceful.

I shut my door and locked it, hopefully I wouldn't be out too long.

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(Sorry for the messed up schedule, I hope this was long enough)