Jiro: y/n, you haven't been at school for a week. are you okay?

Y/n: yeah, i'm fine! just sick.

Jiro: you can't be sick for a week..

Y/n: well apparently it's happening to me.

Jiro: weird. after school i'll get you some get well presents.

Y'/n: aw, thanks!

Jiro: np.

You looked at the rat poison in your hand. "I'll never get better.." Then, you drank it.

Jiro was walking to your house with a bag with some candy in it and a stuffed animal with a card on it. When she got there she saw police cars and police tape. Her eyes widened as she ran to your house.

"What happened?!" She asked a nearby policeman.

"A girl drank poison, a suicide." The policeman responded.

Tears welled up in Jiro's eyes. "Were you just planning a suicide, Y/n..?" Then, the tears just all came out.

Statice: A flower meaning remembrance and sympathy.