OaO Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

“What, so just because I slept next to him means that I’m in a relationship with him? Even so, what is it to you?” Hiromu shouted. 

Fushio looked at him in shock.

“ I slept next to Mitsuhashi-Senpai as well! It’s none of your business!” Hiromu felt his voice rise louder and louder.

“I feel sorry for my sister to have a step-son like you.”

“Your sister this, sister that, what are you? A Sis-con?”

Slap.

“Rooming with a guy like you is the worst.”

He slammed the door and left. 

“It hurts…. Take care” Hiromu let out a shaky sigh, holding his cheek. 

The dorms would definitely be changed now, right? The rules stated that if roommates fought, there would be a room change. Hiromu didn’t regret being blunt, but felt bad for dragging Mitsuhashi and Atsushi into it. 

I should cool down.

Hiromu grabbed his jacket and headed to the roof of the school building building. The windy rooftop was covered with about twenty centimeters of snow, snowflakes landing on his nose. He looked out at the sea, the grey ocean kissing the glowing white. I put on my down jacket, gloves and scarf and walked on the snow in my short boots.

The fresh snow is like a future with nothing in sight. 

I hear a crunching sound, and only my own footprints remain.

Only my own footprints… will they continue to be alone forever?

Hiromu watched the snow melt into the ocean for a while, but it was too cold to stay there for longer. The sea breeze was taking away his body heat as if to add to the coldness in his mind. 

He turned the doorknob, the icy metal burning against his palm.

It didn’t open.

For security reasons, the rooftop of the school building was naturally locked after 3pm during the winter break. He hadn’t brought his cell phone with him, and no one could see him at this height. Hiromu groaned, disappointment swelling in his chest.

If he didn’t move, his body temperature would decrease drastically, so Hiromu decided to build a snowman. By the time he made the third snowman, his body was warm. Searching for more snow, Hiromu placed his hand on the mound of snow piled up in the corner. 

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain from his left wrist to his elbow. Quickly pulling his hand out of the know, a deep gash extends across his arms, drops of crimson dying the snow red.  Gritting his teeth, Hiromu dug through the snow with the tip of his boots, stopping when he found a broken glass window frame. 

It seems like he had cut himself on that. Who would put a- ugh . The blood make him feel lightheaded, and the bleeding made him anemia. Hiromu collapsed on the blood-soaked snow, his vision slowly becoming blurry. 

Am I going to die? 

His body slumped, he stared at the snow that continued to fall. He turned to face the snowmen. Subconsciously, he created two larger snowmen, with a smaller one in the middle. A father, mother and child. Just like he had ever wanted. A family. His parents to him were like the thicket of trees blocking an imaginary ocean under the vast sky. 

He felt his consciousness slipping away.

An ocean that should not be there, a love that should not exist. 

The snow kept falling.

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And the award for the worst ML goes tooooooo:

T^T bonus chapter because ya boi is crying over the book Song of Achilles and needs to vent emotions into an extra sad chapter

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Rei

Song of Achilles made me cry for three whole hours

Send me a ko-fi!

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