Takahashi-Mimi

It was so frustrating. She was so kind, so sweet, and he couldn't think of a single flaw. Yet, there she was, asking if he wanted have lunch in the cafeteria with her, pulling back the invitation a second later. What on earth? "I didn't say no, you know that, right?" he asked curiously, raising a brow at her. Her eyes looked up with a mixture of fear and hope swimming in them and it tugged at his heartstrings. Her pale green eyes flitted from side to side, as if she was unsure where they should be looking, her body shaking like a leaf. "Ah, no-- Uhm... I mean, I'm sorry." she apologized, hanging her head. The boy smiled at her and nodded to

Thump. Thump. Thump. Let me out of here, I'm scared. It's so dark. I can't see anything. Their voices beckon me. "Come closer, don't be scared." "We won't hurt you." They're screaming at me now. The tempo turns uneven, slowly driving me insane. Their pleas match the beat. Suddenly, the voices distort, changing to a terrifying chorus. "Come. Join. Us."

Their tormenting never ended. "You're such an idiot!"  I know. "Dumbass!"  Please stop. "No one wants to be around someone like you!" Please stop saying these things. "You're better off dying." Don't tell me these things. "I bet your mother is ashamed of you."  But I love her. "Something like you should never have been born." Please. "Just hurry up and die, no one will care."  Please don't do this to me. "Yeah, in fact, it would make life easier for everyone!" No! Stop it! "You only cause trouble for those around you." Stop! "Just kill yourself, fuckhead!" STOP! "No one likes you!" I can't take it! "You're just a loser!" Please, I'm begging

"Well, fuck my life." I thought as he brought the knife closer to my throat. I wasn't sure why he attacked me, but all I knew was that he was insane. Like, genuinely insane. "I'm so screwed." was the last thing I thought before he grabbed me by the throat and slammed me against the wall. Shit, that hurts. The second after, he grabbed me by the throat and started choking me. "Why me?" I helplessly thought, drool pooling in my mouth as I struggled to breathe. His eyes had a crazed look in them, enjoying this, getting a high from watching me struggle and squirm. He tightened his grip and brought the knife to my side, piercing my flesh just below