Advent.

Do I want to? How stupid, I don’t want to die. Who would want to?
Why am I here in the first place? Dammit, what’s this †˜Do you want to die’ shit?!
…

I woke up… strange, I woke up early. I roll around the bed, trying to squeeze the lazy juices out of me, or maybe I’m just trying not to go to school early. Why bother going to the school early when you’ll hear the same lesson when you come late?


A few minutes later, I went downstairs for breakfast. I turn on the TV while waiting for breakfast. Ha! Take that you early birds, eat the early worm for all I care! I’m going to eat good food, while watching TV too! Sigh… this is depressing.

I switch channels every five or so seconds… Daytime TV is stupid, talk show here, talk show there. I just woke up dammit! Oh, it’s the news, let’s see if there are any interesting stuff here.

World conference blah blah, Scandal blah blah, Ooooh, suicide rates are decreasing…


A few minutes later, I went downstairs for breakfast. I turn on the TV while waiting for breakfast. Ha! Take that you early birds, eat the early worm for all I care! I’m going to eat good food, while watching TV too! Sigh… this is depressing.

I switch channels every five or so seconds… Daytime TV is stupid, talk show here, talk show there. I just woke up dammit! Oh, it’s the news; let’s see if there are any interesting stuff here.

World conference blah blah, Scandal blah blah, Ooooh, suicide rates are increasing…


…interesting.

Walking towards the school is a pain. Bringing a bag to school is a pain. Yet, I do this everyday. We need more vacation time. I want to sleep more… -oof-
That bastard…



I kissed her.


And that’s how we ditched school.

My cheeks burned as if hot iron hit me right in the face. Ah, ah! I could feel sweat run down my cheeks. IT BURNS! Gaaaaaah! I have to wipe it off. I look around, desperately searching for something, anything to wipe it off.
“You know, if you hadn’t kissed her you won’t be suffering right now”, Irritating parasite, shut up and get me something to wipe my face with.
“I didn’t know that she can slap that hard, it’s like a bear’s slap.”
“A-hem. You do know I am still here right?” I jumped away and point both of my fingers at her.
“OH MY GOD IT’S A BEAR!” Her eye twitched. Professor! I made another great discovery! This is great. I must push harder, for the sake of science!
“*points at her breasts* It’s a mother bear! Searching non-sto-“, I pushed too hard. She raised her fists. My life is flashing before my eyes. I can see the light. Please, don’t forget about me. She swung her fist, aiming at my already hurting cheek.
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I evaded her attack; she stumbles forward due to the force of her punch. Good thing I evaded. I caught her before she hit the ground. She thanked me as I pulled her up, all while the irritating parasite whose existence I forgot is spewing irritating stuff.
“Just like a prince!” Shut up.
“Oh how romantic!” Shut up.
“You should be rewarded with a ki-”, He had a good hang time. But, I’ll take the reward please.
“Why are you grinning?” She is glaring at me.
“I’ll take the reward.” She pinched my cheeks, and stretched them. …Oh my god it burns. After she released me, and walked as if nothing happened. Deciding that my cheeks can’t take anymore torture, I walked silently behind her. We passed by the shopping district, where the parasite said he has to buy something for his headache and left us. What a wimp.
…it was a silent walk home.
“Do you want to take a detour?” I asked as we passed by the park. The fact I spoke seemed to take her by surprise. I pointed toward the park’s direction and she looked back. She looked at me with a smile and answered.
“Sure.”

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“Say, isn’t this the park where we met each other?” I said while lying down in one of that spin-y kiddy ride, while she was at the nearby swing.
“Yep, Oh and, I don’t think this is romantic, so don’t get any ideas.” Hmn, you just killed the mood. I remember that day; a white-haired girl was being teased by older kids due to her weird hair color. Being the gentle man that I am, I rescued her form the bullies.
By the time I woke up, I was laying in a hospital bed and she sat next to me. This is very romantic!
“Lilliane.” I mumbled her name.
“Yes?” She stopped swinging.
“Let’s marry.” She stood up. Ahaha, this is a chance, a chance!
“No. Quit dreaming. Wait for me; I have to go to the restroom.” How unsightly. You should be stuttering and blushing and stuff. And come on! Act girly! A scream every once in a while will be good for me.
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This is taking far too long. I know girls takes time when in the restroom, but, thirty fucking minutes?! I ran towards the restroom and heard some weird sounds. It smelled like blood and sweat. Laughter… I can hear laughter. This can’t be right…

I peeked.

A pool of blood. Her dead(?) body is naked, surrounded by some guys. She was being raped. How?! She was undefeatable! Her punch can crush skulls! I-I can’t believe this… This is… this is…. This isn’t happening… right?
†˜Kill Them.’ That’s ridiculous. I’ll die. (mumbling and groaning)
†˜you Can’t. ’ That’s ridiculous. They outnumber me. I’ll die. (Laughing)
†˜you’ll die. ’ Ridiculous!! I can’t! (Hey, there’s someone watching)
†˜ I’m outnumbered.’ Who Cares?! (Don’t let him escape!)
I was stabbed. (W-what?! He didn’t budge!) (Who cares? Stab him again.) He’s trying to stab us again. He won’t hit us. (Fuck, I missed) I must come closer. (Hold him! We can’t let anyone see him!) I can’t move. (You thought you could escape?! Sorry, but you have to die!) (Stop jabbering and kill him!) They’ll kill us. They can’t. *stab* I’m bleeding. *stab* I’m bleeding. *stab* I’ll die. My body fell and hit the ground (*kicks* Look, he is frozen till the end. How pathetic, at least the girl fought a little bit. *laughter*) It hurts… will I die here? Pathetic.

“Do you want to die?”
Do I want to? How stupid, I don’t want to die. Who would want to?
“No.”
They started to rape her again. I must stop them. I can’t move… I’m dead…right?
No way, I’m not dead. I’m not dead. I’m not dead. I’m not dead. I’m not dead. I’m not dead. I’m not dead. I’m not dead. I’m not dead. I’m not dead. I’m not dead. I’m not dead. I’m not dead. I’m not dead. I’m not dead. I’m not dead. I’m not dead. I’m not dead.
†˜If you have energy to think, use it to kill them.’

I stand up. Someone gasped. I don’t care. They’re looking at me. I don’t care. Kill him. I ran towards them. –splag- I was tripped. It hurts… it hurts… my wounds are spraying out blood. Forget about that. They’re staring at me. I stand up. It’s dripping… my blood’s dripping. I can’t hear anything. I can see him. He’s staring at me… like a killer looking at his victim. IM NOT DEAD!
*stab* *stab* *stab stab stab stab stab*
Blood splattered onto my face. I taste a metallic like substance in my mouth. Hahahahaha! I can still feel! I’m alive! Screams. I can hear screams. No, it’s a battle cry of some sort. They’re going to attack me from all directions. AHAHA! It looks like I managed to steal a knife from one of them and killed that guy too without me realizing it.
I stabbed the guy in front of me. He was the slowest; it’s his fault. Someone punched me in the back. I blindly sung the knife at him. I was lucky; two of his fingers fell off. I spun around, and a pip hit me in the face. It hurts. I can’t see! But, but I’m still alive! I tried to grab in front of me, and caught someone. I sliced the knife in that direction. Some thing sticky hit me in my face. Someone groaned. I killed him before he got up. …Something’s wrong. I feel bad. Am I crying? Someone wiped my tears and thanked me.

Suddenly, I can see again. I am stabbing Lilliane. I am stabbing her. I killed her. I killed the person I was trying to protect. Around her are the corpses of her rapists. Did I count wrong? Don’t thank me.

“L-Lilliane?!”

1. Is the story development will talk about love?
2. Main chara has some disease like in Private nurse?

1. no. this will be about crazy stuff.
2.he has a disease alright.

about love or disease part , can you use some Private Nurse's, it's the best for what i think :3

The disease he has is not really a disease... but he's just plain crazy.

He's lonely and hurt mentally but not physically, but he can't speak it to others because he hate for being a burden.
He waiting for someone that can cure him and .... SPOILER

1. Don't you think that main character somewhat resemble Nanaya Shiki ?
2. His sickness may come from his double persona, as same as Shiki
3. FYI, i don't say that's bad ... I like it

1. Yep.
2. He has no double persona actually.
3.Thanks alot.