{A/n: ⚠⚠Major trigger warning⚠⚠ Depictions of gruesome deaths, including suicide.}

Mikey✨:

It started out as a normal day. A week before it happened, you constantly reminded Mikey that you wouldn't be able to hang out on this specific day because you had a Yakuza meeting to attend to with your father. That day, you called Mikey before you left and you talked a bit before he said goodbye to you for the last time. You then left your house with your father and got into his car. You hadn't even left your neighborhood when out of nowhere, a car rammed into yours. It hit your car from the side you were on...You were rushed to the hospital, and when Mikey heard the news he was there in an instant,

"Where's Y/n?!?" He asked, bursting into the surgery waiting room.

The nurses looked at him, pity lingering in their eyes. A female nurse came up to him and put her hand on his shoulder,

"I'm sorry, but...Y/n is no longer with us...Y/n died instantly from the impact of the accident...."

After that, Mikey couldn't hear anything on account of the ringing in his ears. The lady tried speaking to him, calling out to him, but he slapped her hand away fro him and ran out of the hospital. He ended up in a secluded area outside the hospital. He slid down onto the floor, tears streaming down his face,

"No...not you too..." He muttered, covering his eyes with his hand.

Word got around as to what happened the day of your funeral. Apparently it was a planned attack to kill your father. The driver hadn't know that you were in the car, otherwise the plan wouldn't have gone through. However, because of the driver's incompetence, both you and your father were dead. When Mikey heard what happened, he swore vengeance. He swore to you that he'd avenge your death and kill everyone that had a part in it.

Draken✨:

You and Draken had just come out from a movie, and were talking about it. It was late now, and you were both in a rush to get home. You got onto his motorcycle without a second thought, and you both rode off together. Before you had gotten on his motorcycle, you hadn't realized how tired you were. Now, you found yourself having a hard time staying awake. Draken hadn't even noticed the few times that you had drifted off to sleep. Maybe if he had, the incident might not have happened. He was driving at top speed, but you were fast asleep, still holding onto him tight enough for him not to notice. Then, there was the smallest of rocks that had hit his bike, but that was enough for you to fall off on the highway. He instantly felt you let go of him and quickly looked back in time to see your body go underneath a red car and come out mangled on the other side. He instantly stopped, and so did many other cars. He jumped off his motorcycle,

"Y/N!!" He shouted, running over to you.

Other people on the highway stopped as well and began getting out their cars, forming a small crowd. Draken pushed past the crowd, again, shouting your name, "Y/N!". He finally broke through the crowd, and saw you lying there on the ground, motionless. He ran to your bloody body and dropped down onto his knees in front of you. He then held you in his arms. Tears flowed out of his eyes like a sprinkler, some of them landing on your face.

"Y/n..." he whispered.

All he could manage to say was your name. You winched in pain and your eyes slightly opened to look at him.

"Y/n!" He exclaimed.

"Ken..."

The light drained from your eyes, causing his heart to skip a beat. He shook you a bit, you lifeless eyes non wavering, "Y/n...wake up...Please..." He whimpered. You didn't stir. He shut his eyes as your death was finally sinking in. More tears forced their way out of his eyes. 'Shit...' He thought. Suddenly he looked back at the crowd, causing them to flinch. One guy, the driver of the red car said,

"I swear...I didn't see anyone while I was driving...One minute there was no one, the next..."

Anger filled in Draken's eyes, "Call a damn ambulance!!" He shouted at the people before he looked back at you. He hugged your limp body tightly, and stroked the back of your head,

"I'm so sorry..." He whispered to you, shaking at what he'd done.

Takemichi✨:

Takemichi has seen you die more times than he'd like, but this time was different. You died in the past. It made no sense to him at all. He awoke in the present only to find out that in the next week you were going to be kidnapped and stabbed. This made Takemichi feel sick and he quickly rushed to the bathroom to hurl his guts up in the sink. After he was done, he looked at the article again. You had died a week from the today, apparently you were found in an alley stabbed multiple times. There were no leads as to who was your killer nor their motives for killing you. Takemichi put his hand to his head as tears streamed out of his eyes,

"No...This wasn't...This never happened in the past..." He said out loud.

Takemichi couldn't help but feel like going back and getting more involved with Toman only pushed you further into the way of death. He'd gone back too many times to count, and now you hadn't even made it out of your middle school years before you were killed. This was all becoming too much for Takemichi, you dying over and over again, as if in a never ending loop. Takemichi slammed his first onto the toilet, rattling it,

"Damnit, Y/n...I'll go back. No matter what it takes...I'll keep you alive! I swear it!" He said, staring up into the sky.

Baji✨:

It was a mugging gone wrong they said. Finding out was the worst part for Baji, as he hadn't known you died until the next day. He had been texting and calling you all day and night, but you didn't bother answering. He figured you were mad him because he couldn't pick you up from work the previous night on account of his gang fight. The next morning, he decided to pay you a visit, he even bought you some flowers. When Baji rung your doorbell, Takemichi opened the door, looking rough, and not just because of the fight. Baji wanted to comment on it, but decided to bite his tongue for once. He hid the flowers behind his back, not wanting Takemichi to see them,

"Aye, Takemichi...Is Y/n home?" He asked semi timidly, not trying to sound like a simp.

Takemichi made eye contact with Baji and his eyes widened. Takemichi had forgotten to tell Baji. Instantly Takemichi broke down,

"Baji-kun..." He sniffled, "Y/n...Y/n is dead!!" He whimpered.

The flowers Baji was hiding behind his back, fell  out of his hand,

"What?" He asked, "Is this some kind of sick prank? Where's Y/n--" He asked, trying to step inside your house.

Takemichi stopped him from entering,

"Stop, it's true!!" Takemichi told him while still crying.

Baji instantly froze as Takemichi continued,

"Y-y/n died because of my failed protection! Y/n was walking home last night and g-got robbed! Some sick bastard beat Y/n to death in an alleyway!! All Y/n had was 20 dollars and a pack of gum!!" Takemichi cried, falling onto his hands and knees on his doorstep.

Tears slipped out of his eyes, "I'm sorry, Baji-kun!! It's all my fault!!" He exclaimed.

Baji took a step back, not knowing what else to do. The he turned around and ran in the other direction. The wind stung his eyes, causing them to water, at least that's what he told himself. As he ran, he continuously wiped at his eyes. Baji ended up at the playground you two first met. He tripped in front of the swings. He stopped crying and looked up at them, quickly getting up and brushing himself off. He sat on the swing he usually sat on, then he called your cell at least a dozen times, each time winding up on voicemail. It was the only way he could still hear your voice,

"Helllooooo!! This is Y/n! I'm not answering the phone because I don't want to talk to you, now get lost! Nah, I'm just kidding leave a message after the beep...beep!"

More tears cascaded out of his eyes,

"Y/n...I can't believe it...you're really gone..." He whimpered before he began crying on the other end.

Never in a million year did he ever think he'd wined up feeling this wrecked over someone again.

Mitsuya✨:

For as long as you could remember, Peyan was always getting you into trouble. Today was no different, apparently he had butted heads with another gang, and so word got to back to you from Mitsuya. He told you that trouble was most likely going to occour at the school festival you were going to attend. Being the brave heart you were though, you told him you weren't afraid of whoever Peyan pissed off this time. Still though, Mitsuya and Peyan accompanied you to the festival in case things got ugly. Mitsuya swore to protect you, per usal, and he often did a good job of that. Today, well, today things got way out of hand. As the night ensued, no trouble stirred, it only got colder. When Mitsuya saw you shivering, he gave you his Toman jacket. Not long after, a crowd of people seperated you two. Instantly Mitsuya knew something was wrong and he tried looking for you. While pushing past people, he accidentally started a fight, which temporarily distracted him from you. Meanwhile, some hooded guy grabbed you and dragged you to a secluded area of the festival. When he let go, you huffed,

"Hey, what's the big idea! Why the hell did you grab me, pervert!" you exclaimed.

He looked at you, a hand buried deep into his jacket pocket. He kept feverishly looking around.

"Y-you in Toman?" He asked nervously.

"And what if I was? You wanna fight or something??" You asked putting up your fists.

The guy pulled his hand out from his pocket and pointed a gun at you. Your eyes widened and your blood turned into ice as you stared at the metal object. Cold beads of sweat ran down your face and you frozen in fear. The guy's eyes darted around then checked his watch,

"Y/n!!" You heard Mitsuya call out to you from not far away.

You looked past the guy, and saw a hint of Mitsuya's purple hair getting closer to you, along with someone else, who you assumed was your brother,

"Takash--"

The gun went off. Two shots were masked by the sounds of fireworks. You dropped into the ground, and the guy ran off, pushing past Mitsuya and Peyan. You gasped for air, as your lungs filled with fluid, you began chocking on your own blood. When the pair laid eyes on you, their eyes widened. You extend your hand out to them and Mitsuya ran over to you while Peyan hung back. You coughed out blood, and Mitsuya put your head on his lap. Tears lined his eyes and threatened to spill out when he spoke,

"Y-y/n...Why...who did this to you."

You tried to answer, but were cut off by your own chocking. All you could do was point in the direction the hooded guy ran off too. Mitsuya looked back and caught glimpse of the guy's gang jacket. He looked back at you, tears steadily leaving his eyes,

"The other gang did this to you...?" He asked.

Nodded slightly before you sputtered out more blood. "Shit, Y/n, this is bad!" He exclaimed, "I need to call for help!!!" Mitsuya panicked. He pulled out his cellphone and dialed 911,

"Hello?? I need an ambulance at xxx school!! My Significant other has just been shot!!!!!" He shouted over the exploding fireworks

You didn't make it. By the time help arrived, you had lost too much blood and passed away in the Mitsuya's arms. After your funeral and burial, Mitsuya visited your grave a week later. He laid flowers at your headstone, then sat down in front of you to have a conversation, although he wasn't sure what to say. "H-hi..." He said, semi hoping for a response. Mitsuya sighed,

"I can't belive I expected you to talk back..." He said, trying to keep himself composed. He took a breath to calm himself down, "So...this is what it feels like to loose someone that you care about more than yourself...this sucks..." He said.

Mitsuya began to tremble and as he tried hold back his chocked back sobs. Someone approached him from behind as he started crying. The person spoke up,

"I found out who the person was that killed Y/n, so now I'm going to kill him. Are you in?" He asked.

It was Peyan speaking to him.

Chifuyu✨:

Toman was having a gang fight with a lesser gang that they had already beaten once. This gang was pretty weak, and most of its members were air heads. Needless to say, it was easy for you to completely obliterate a wide majority of the guys you fought with little injuries to yourself. It also didn't help that these guys were still sore from your relentless teasing after you easily whooped their asses. Now, during round two some of these guys were a bit sour about their last fight with you. They decided to take matters into their own hands. You were fighting back to back with Chifuyu when it happened. You two were chopping it up, he was right there with you. Then a guy grabbed you by your shoulders and pulled your forward into the sea of people. Another guy got behind you and held your arms behind your back. Then a third guy did the unthinkable and grabbed a sharp rusty pipe from off the ground. It all happened so fast after that, he rammed the pipe into your stomach, so hard and fast that, with the help of another guy, the pipe pierced the other side of you. Blood instantly projected out of your mouth, and you stumbled and fell onto your knees after they let go of you. They snickered at your weakened state,

"Bitch..." One guy said.

Chifuyu noticed your sudden silence and looked back for you. When you weren't there, he felt panic instill and him and he tried to look for you, making sure to call out your name. This situation was just like the last time, and he still hadn't forgiven himself for that. He started hyperventilating, not even bothering to fight anyone, he just ducked and dodged people as he pushed past everyone in his path. It took a while before he was able to fight his way over to you, but he did it. He found you again, a pipe lodged into your stomach. You were standing but your stance was staggering. Guys surrounded you, snickering. He watched as you grabbed the pipe and pulled it out of your stomach in one go. The guys who were previously laughing looked shocked. You held the bloody pipe, and readied to fight off the guys with it, although they were too afraid to even come near you,

"Y/n!!" He shouted over the crowd.

Right after he shouted for you, sirens could be heard in the distance and you looked back at him. Pain was evident in your face. Everyone around the two of you began quickly filling out, and Chifuyu ran over to you as you fell onto the ground. A puddle of blood quickly formed around you, but this did not deter Chifuyu as he rushed to your aid. Blood instantly soaked into his pants as he kneeled beside you. He ignored the calls for him to leave you,

"Y/n! No... Not again...Shit...."

He took off his Toman jacket and tied it around your stomach to try and stop the bleeding,

"Chifuyu! We need to get out of here!!" A Toman member shouted at him.

He looked back at the person, then at you. He shook his head as he cried,

"I'm not gonna leave you..." He told you.

"Chifuyu...go..." You told him weakly.

His eyes widened at you, "What?? I'm not gonan do that--"

"Listen to me for once!" You told him, using every ounce of strength you had, "This is just like last time...go, I'll be fine..."

"Y/n..."

"Please...Go...I don't want you here when the police show up..." You told him, grabbing his hand, "Please..."

He squeezed your hand tightly, and stared into your eyes. He then let go of your hand and got up,

"Shit!" He exclaimed.

You lulled your head over to the side in the now empty lot and watched Chifuyu leave out the entrance. Tears ran out of your eyes and collided with the dirt. A faint smile appeared on your face until the moment he was no longer in sight. Then you began to cry harder and tried to reach out for him, 'Dumbass...you weren't really supposed to go...' You thought to yourself. You spent your last few minutes sad and alone. When you reached the hospital it was already too late. When the news was announced in the hospital, Chifuyu instantly broke down, 'This wasn't like last time at all! Why do I keep loosing people that I love!?' He thought.

Nahoya aka Smiley✨:

It was a normal day. You had school, and then afterwards, Smiley brought you to your house and you both hung out in your room. Later that night you both went to go see a movie and then he dropped you back off at your house. You then went to your house and hung out with your family and had dinner. You then began missing Smiley, so you called him while you got ready for bed. You talked on the phone with him until you fell asleep. That should have been the end of it, but it wasn't. While you were sleeping, one way or another, a gas leak broke out in your home. The smell was odorless, so neither you nor your family noticed it, not until it was too late. One of your family members had plugged something in, and just like that your house went up in flames. The gas leak caused an explosion in your house, killing everyone inside, including you. Smiley was watching tv in his house and was clicking through the channels when a news broadcast caught his eye. Firefighters were desperately trying to douse the fire of a house completely up in flames,

"Aw...that's so terrible..." He commented.

Smiley was about to click onto the next channel,but something stopped him. He caught a glimpse of the street name, he was sure it was yours. He almost fell out of his chair upon seeing it. Just then the news reporter was show on the scene,

"...It looks like like here on xxx street this fire was the cause of a gas leak. Firefighters have recovered x amount of bodies. One of which was only x years old. There appears to be no survivors at this time...we'll keep you updated if we find out more..."

The remote dropped out of Smiley's hand. On the news they displayed the faces of the deceased victims. You were one of them. For the first time in forever, Smiley had started crying. He got off of the couch and went to his brother's room. Souya looked at the door annoyed, but when he saw his usually happy brother crying, he instantly sat up right,

"What happened??" He asked.

Smiley cried more went over to his brother and hugged him tightly, burying his face into his shoulder,

"S-something bad happened..." He told him.

Kazutora✨:

A couple weeks later after the whole hitting the guy in the alley with a pipe incident, you were walking down the street, and passed by a shop selling news papers. You stopped and looked at one, noticing a small picture of some guy. Your eyes widened when you realized who it was. It was that guy from the day in the back alley. You bought the paper from the old man outside the store and you began walking. The headline of the side article was: Teen Killed, Blunt Force Trauma to the head. Witnesses step forward. You dropped the paper and ran home. You began hyperventilating in your house, so you called Kazutora and told him what happened. He practically laughed it off though and told you that it was fine. You were afraid though. Afraid the the witness would incriminate you and you'd spend the rest of your life in jail. Not to mention the guilt of murdering someone, it was like a heavy cross on your shoulders. As I mentioned before, Kazutora was no help, and so you bared the weight of fear and guilt alone. As weeks progressed, your paranoia consumed you to the point where you couldn't take it anymore. You grabbed your phone and texted Kazutora one last time:

I'm sorry for leaving you, but thank you for everything...Kazutora-kun.

You then tossed your phone onto your bed and began writing a letter to your parents, ignoring your buzzing phone. When Kazutora read your text, he instantly knew what was up. He tried calling but he didn't answer. He went straight to your house, but by the time he got there,  you weren't there. He found himself in a panic, as he didn't know where you were. It was only by some miracle that he was able to find you at the train station,

"Y/n!" He called out to you, trying to get your attention from over the sea of people.

You didn't answer him though, you kept walking towards the tracks. Kazutora pushed past everyone in his way, calling after you, trying to get to you in time, but he didn't. By the time he had broken through the crowd, you were freefalling off the tracks right into a train. People around him gasped in horror and tears flowed out of Kazutora's eyes.

"Y/n..." He muttered.

It was happening again, something inside him was shifting...changing...trying to protect him from what he just witnessed,

"Why did you do this to me? Why would you kill yourself, it was never that serious... You should have just sucked it up and dealt with it for me...You're...pathetic..." He muttered before turning around and walking the other way.

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HAPPY HALLOWEEN🥳🥳!!