𝓜𝓲𝓭𝓭𝓵𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓷 𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓬
song.

𝓛𝓮𝓯𝓽 𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓷 𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓬
memory voices.

𝓛𝓮𝓯𝓽 𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓷 𝓲𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓬
thoughts.

𝓑𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓬
contacts.

𝓡𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓷
chats.
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The students gone wild.

'Look up there!'

Firefighters pushing past the crowd.

'Move, make a way!'

The ear piercing sound of window breaking.

'She manages to make a crack! Prepare!'

The fear in Satou's eyes.

'She wanted to jump--Catch--'

The way she threw herself to the ground.

'Medic..!!'

The fading noises in her ears scrambled away as a ringing buzz replaced , crawling to a painful sting from the back of her head , indigo orbs dilating as it watches the plump familiar lady drop from the high story building floor to the ground , bloody screaming erupting from the crowd , piercing her throbbing heart.

They never left Atsuka's mind as she stood frozen by the yard , watching as people ran up to the spot where Satou fell , darkening as her vision turned almost burnt red , heart pulse increasing drastically.

Like the fading fire ash and illuminating burnt darkness by the walls of a destroyed library.

"SATOU!!!"

Her scream that night didn't reach Satou over the chaos.

"Oh i hope someday
i'll make it out of here"
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🥀T.E.W.D.S.🥀
Chapter 10

《 Darkest Eagle》
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"Even if it takes all night
or a hundred years"

Frigidity.

Numbness.

Throbbing.

"Need a place to hide
but i can't find one near,"

The thumping heard from downstairs are nerve wrecking even for Goshiki to hear.The sound of her bag hitting the floor in desperation , reality dawning as ghostly steps dragged themself towards the bed.

Atsuka stared emptily at her bed cover , legs giving out as she fell to the carpeted floor kneeling , arms slung over her bed in trembling clenches.

Goshiki can feel the thick tension in the air , the vulnerability fleeting around the atmosphere since she rushed in the shared house.

A thin layer of emotional dam , ready to explode.

"Wanna feel alive outside
i can fight my fears"

The unexpected chaos were imprinted freshly on his mind , replaying over and over again as he refilled his glass of water and and gulped it down , all in vain to erase the heart thrilling scene flashing by every second.

He grimaced , eyebrows furrowing as he heard a thud from upstairs , and a muffled scream.

"Isn't it lovely?"

His eyes shot to the ceiling , breath sharply inhaled before his gaze softens.

"All alone."

He knows all she did at school , the cold facade she displayed outside , even to him , were all just a protecting shield , a fragile nonexistent layer to cover up her vulnerability and loneliness.

"Heart made of glass
My mind of stone.."

Her blooming flower field heart is still there.They're just caged deeply , intoxicatingly hidden enough out of everyone's reach , to save herself from the deep hole ready to catch her offguard.

"Tear me to pieces ,
Skin to bone."

This is her first time breaking down when i can hear her crystal clear.

Atsuka screamed to her pillow , legs giving up minutes ago and trembling fingers drowning to the plump pillow as she poured out her emotions , her distress.

"Hello."

Satou couldn't just got set up there for nothing , for no reason.

"Welcome home."

Her phone couldn't just gotten to call her there to witness everything for no reason.Right a few moments beforehand? Hands in ropes? Tied tight to a woden chair? In the middle of a burning library? Atsuka just couldn't calm herself down.

"Walkin' out of town."

Someone.

Something.

And the only reason Satou could be caught up this ,

Is just her.

"Lookin' for a better place.
(Lookin' for a better place)"

She was the only one who dared to talk to her normally, with her motherly gesture and warm vibe engulfing her cold yet actually fragile being.

"Something's on my mind,"

The wild spreading of the fire , the aggressive smoke flying away with the wind.

The massive heat wave hitting her from metres away.

The cold sweat rolling down her arm even under such high heat radiating.

Her pathetically parted lips which couldn't let out anything but a frantically helpless scream.

The frightened gaze Satou sent over to her orbs right before she jumped down.

"Always in my headspace."

A look Atsuka wouldn't be able to forgot for the rest of her live.

She heard a loud thud from downstairs.

It's Goshiki, accidentally slamming his glass down on the table as he spaced out , cursing himself silently as he glanced back and forth between the spilled water and the stairs.

"But i know someday
i'll make it out of here."

Atsuka gripped on the pillow harshly , knuckles turning white as she slowly pulled her face away from her pillow , sniffing and wiping her tears away.

"Even if it takes all night or a hundred years."

Tone down your fucking weak breakdown , Atsu.Tsutomu's down , listening your ugly pathetic goblin sob.

Ring.

Atsuka glanced to her bright phone screen , bright wallpaper projecting vaguely on her dark ceiling , room'slights off.

"Need a place to hide
But i can't find one near."

She inhaled sharply once more , an exhale following as she tried burying the shudder lacing her tone , hand reaching to the phone before scrutinizing her nose upon the brightness.

Kosaki.

That girl , who somehow managed to get my number these passing weeks.

She called multiple times , missing calls.

"Wanna feel alive ,
outside i can fight my fear"

Probably the ones Atsuka ignored when she watched the teachers urge students on going home or to their respective dorms (for those who chose to stay at dorm), dashing away towards her home with Goshiki trailing behind her speechless after she saw Satou's bloody body got carried to the ambulance in special treatment.

"Isn't it lovely , all alone.
Heart made of glass , my mind of stone."

Should i...pick up..?

Kosaki

Pls pick up

Akatani-san

Pick up

At least pls reply

R u okay?

Suddenly the ringing stops.

"Tear me to pieces.
Skin to bone."

If u need anything

The call button is the only thing you need to press.

Atsuka grimaced, lips bitten as her tears fell on the screen.

"Hello.."

No no no , stop , Atsuka.

Stop..

I'll be right here.
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Something struck her like a bolt of lightning , crawling under her skin as her blurry vision read the sentence all over again.

Without further consideration.

She pressed on the call button.

"Welcome home."

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Semi sat calmly on his cushioned seat , fingers flipping the white pages of a book.

Soft white tabletop light shone upon the small words , allowing him to read while the dorm room light was turned off , for his roommate was already asleep and he didn't plan on interrupting his precious sleep.

Ding.

There's a quiet notification from his phone , tearing his attention away from the novel book.

Halfly interested , his hand reached out to check on the class groupchat notification , finding the homeroom teacher sending prayers.

Semi's eyes widened.

Prayers for Miahara Satou-san , Shiratorizawa Senior Academy's library lady to get better soon...there was a fire engulfing the entire library building..

Semi gulped , while a screech in front of his dorm room caught him offguard , door being knocked loudly from outside impatiently.

Semi's roommate shot up in panic , watching as Semi pushed back his chair and strides to the door , opening it swiftly.

"Tendou," Semi muttered , more of to himself than a greeting , as he about to lift his phone.

Tendou somehow shoved his phone screen to Semi's face faster , face gawking with a weird glimmer in his orbs , while Semi gulped.

"Isn't she the one who's Akatani has been talking to for the past years?"

Tendou nodded hesitantly , his nod slow and carefully.

"No one really speaks to her ,"

"Except Akatani Atsuka."

And both of them were not the only one who immediately thinks of her as they received the unexpected news by their class groupchats.

3 year grades.

6 class each grades.

At least 30 students each class.

At least 500 minds thinking the same thing.

That day , the night were spent by Atsuka on screaming her hearts out to the girl on the other side of the phone , waiting for coming up notice upon the plump lady's state.

And Goshiki , solemnly hearing the breakdown resonating from upstairs in hesitation and fear to confront or comfort his cousin.

How funny , the person people are hesitantly suspecting , is the actually most hurt one here.

Tragic , isn't it?

Atsuka fell asleep soon after , failing to notice a missing call from a certain someone.

Semi Eita.

Death : 2

•Song : Lovely - Billie Eilish & Khalid