Chapter 1 : "Another woman was shot to death today in her apartment."
Disclaimer: Contains violence, swearing and romance between two boys, go away if you don’t like stories like this. Negativity, racists and homophobic people are not welcome.
You have been warned. Enjoy.
(listen to "Fuyu no Hanashi" while reading)
Shino Toru, 28 years old, the man who killed all of his lovers including the one on the news. A lonely problematic a**hole, narcissist, kind to old people, looks nothing like a murderer.
Meanwhile, Oyama Hikari was walking home from school, blasting “Fuyu no Hanashi” in his headphones, paying no attention to his surroundings. Tears were falling from his eyes, we don’t know if it’s because of “Fuyu no Hanashi” or something else. “Argh! I f******g hate this! WHY CAN’T MY RELATIONSHIPS LAST LONG?! DAMMIT!“, Hikari said while crying endlessly, he just wanted to reach his destination, which is “home”. Now, that we know the reason why Oyama Hikari was blasting “Fuyu no Hanashi” in his headphones was because of a break-up, understandable.
[Oyama Hikari’s P.O.V.]
The 20-minute walk from school, felt like hours as if I can never reach my destination. Every step I take, it felt as if I was dragging my feet, it’s like I was carrying invisible heavy baggage.
I felt someone poke me, I took my headphones off to see who it was, it was a teenage boy around my age. He is beautiful, plump lips, doe eyes, my thoughts were disrupted, when I heard him ask,” だいじょぶ です か？( daijobu-desu ka?= are you okay?) ”
“Uhh--yeah I am.“, I said. “Are you sure? Your eyes are red.“, he pointed out. “Oh--that-was from---dust! Yeah--dust!“, I nervously said. This guy in front of me is beautiful than girls out there. “Uhhh--I’m Ikuya Fuko, how about you?“, he said. Gosh, this boy is so cute. I smiled and said, “I’m Oyama Hikari.“, right after I said my name a tall-man appeared. He put his hands around Ikuya’s waist, probably his boyfriend or brother? “Let’s go Ikuya.“, the man said. Ikuya apologetically smiled at me and waved goodbye.
I finally reached my destination, ”唯今！(tadaima!= I'm home/ I'm here!)", I said as I went inside. "Oh...mom and dad aren't here.", I sadly said knowing that they will never come back. Since my parents divorced, I now live alone. Mom left for me for good, meanwhile, dad lives in the countryside.
I put my backpack down and sat. My boyfriend broke up with me because "I was not the one for him". We were together for 2 years, I loved him with all my heart, but he left me because of his f*****d-up thinking.
My life is worthless at this point, so I plan on wasting my years on messed-up sh*t, cuz why not?