Disclaimer : I don't own the song, the pictures, the characters but at least I own the damn plot.
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Jin

Schizophrenia.

A mental disorder that makes people lose touch of reality.

...

'It's all your fault!'

He still remembers those unforgiving eyes of hers.
Or were those his instead?
He couldn't quite remember it right.

He closes his eyes.

'Why did you do this?'

His eyes snap open, a memory of sharp, clear steel eyes that belongs to a-

girl?

boy?

He shook his head, clutching his head.
He couldn't remember once more again.

Why?

Why?

He pressed his lips together, eyebrows creased.

'You freak!'

He somehow flinches when he remembers that.
The word was like a dagger, making a scar across his chest.

The voice sounded clear and sharp like its owner's eyes.

But he just couldn't figure out if that was him or not.

If it was her or himself.

He looked up to see the clear blue skies.

'Since when did I get out?'

He blinks his eyes and instead of the aquamarine blue skies with the cotton candy-like clouds, he realises he's been staring at a grey, plain, worn off wall.

He tilted his head.

'Since when did I return?'

He stares, completely confused.

...

Zaira Kurogane

"I couldn't bear this..."

She mutters as she pressed her forehead against the clear glass window.

She stares at the male sitting on the bed, staring blankly at the wall.

'It's my fault.'

She clenches her fists.

"If I didn't leave him alone..."

She looks down.

"If I paid more attention to him..."

She glares at the ground.

"You stupid, stupid, stupid Zaria!"

She mutters quite angrily, words mumbled yet loud enough for people close to her location to stare at her.

"You knew he suffered from this mental disorder and yet you still-"

She grits her teeth in frustration, tears welling up in her eyes.

"If you just canceled your meetings, spare yourself from concerts and stop hanging out all the time with the BeyClub, you could have actually helped him through this."

She berates herself further more, fingernails digging into the palms of her hands.

She fell to her knees, head pressed against the white-painted brick walls of the mental asylum.

She bites her lower lip as she drowns in her own self-pity.

...

Jin

'You should have never been born!'

He flinches once more.

Sharp, resounding-

Was it his mother's?

Must be. After all, his mother didn't exactly liked him.

Unless trying to kill your own son by beating him up till he had bloody wounds would mean as a loving, caring mother then honestly that must be some sick love.

He sighs as he brings his legs to his chest.

'Useless human being! Just like your father!'

He whimpers silently when he remembers that one.

It hurt him...

A lot.

He just couldn't find it in his heart to cry as he remember how his father was murdered.

Or was that part of his imagination too?

He knows he suffers from schizophrenia  and it does frustrate him at times.

After all, he can't tell whether his memories are really his or just a figment of his mind.

He knows he should take medicine.

But he just doesn't want to.

He doesn't like to push pills down his throat.

He doesn't like doctors with those monotone expressions.

He just didn't want to be here.

He wants to know, to remember who sent him here.

But he has forgotten who it is.

'I'm so sorry but this is for the best.'

He tilts his head slightly, confused.
The voice was sorry?

Sorry?

Sorry?

Sorry?

Sorry?

"Why is it sorry?"

...

Zaria Kurogane

"I'm sorry."

She muttered it again and again as her wept on the ground, her black mascara washed away with her tears.

"Please forgive me, Aizawa-kun."

...

(Three years later...)

It has been three years since they've last seen each other.

Jin hasn't fully recovered from his mental disorder but he has his 323 guardian spirits to help him.

Zaria hasn't healed from the guilt but she tries to divert her attention as much as possible so as to not let her mind wander.

He never expects to see her here however, standing in front of him.

She never knew how long has it been but surely, it was longer than she expected.

She still hasn't forgived herself for the sins she had done.

He forgives, he doesn't know why she hasn't.

"How...can you forgive me?"

"It's all in the past. You didn't mean it."
...

Maria : *stares at the work* You know what people? I give up! I had to redo this over and over again. I had to ask my friends if this was fine or not.

I WAS NOT SATISFIED OKAY---*wheezes*

Imma just going to say..i forgotten to post it. Wait no that's a lie. I just finished this and I'm glad.

I'm sorry if this is very, very late but I hope it's still acceptable.

Contest #2 : Shattered Lives

For Yandere-san.

It. Just. Won't. Highlight.

*cusses out every word she knows how to cuss out*

And honestly, i really wanted to change the title but it'll be such a waste--

I don't know what part 'not me' is the story actually showing. *sighs*

I had numerous of ideas, believe me.

But I just couldn't. I need one for Jin Aizawa.

I'm sorry if this story sucks. T^T

Word count : 912

Byeee!