Born 1.1

"A school?" It looked like I harrived at destination but still, was confused at the sight of the large building with tons of widows. On the transom it was written "CLARITYPARK SECONDARY" in such big letters to make sure you never miss it.

"Who is it?" But I didn't lose my temper, I went quietly up the stairs. I mean, if someone saw me, it would be hard to explain what I was doing since there obviously wasn't any others students around. At that time my head was full of questions..

"I wonder what kind of person he might be" That was the question I would always ask myself before actually meeting them. Out of experience, I learned that everyone is different and some of them stayed strong until the very end. I gotta say.. some humans do have strong will power. Pretty impressive.. I didn't realize that I was already there, the light of the exit, the end of the dark tunnel.

"A girl?" The wind was blowing quite hard and the sunset was quite beautiful. The sky was of a calming blue and a cotton candy pink. It was a clear weather, we could see the clouds perfectly even if it was quite windy making my hair fly around in the same direction.

"She's ..." What really catched my eyes through, was the girl standing on the other side of the thin metal wires fencing.

"Going to jump?" She had a school uniform on, composed of a dark blue skirt with white lines forming a bunch of square, a ordinary white t-shirt with a unbottoned collar. I think they went extra with the XXL matching bow that's literally the size of her chest. Not very strong since the skirt colour bow is getting beated by the wind.

for your Last Days

Story: Cinta Poetri

Translator: Malori

I decided to put my belongings behide the wooden bench nearby, then I sit on the bench.

"I guess she wants to jump" "Well then ... I'll observe her for a little while" I take out my hand-size book and open it the where I left my bookmark.

"From the look on her face, I'm sure she wouldn't dare" As I continue reading and turned my page, there was, inbetween an awfully silent silence. But seconds later she wishped...

"Sh.. Should I do this? It's pretty scary.."

I accidentally let out a laughter

"Pftt" "As I thoght" However, I quickly get a hold of myself, I screamed.

"You there!" She seemed soaked and almost lost her grip.

"Do you really want to die?" "How ridiculous!" The high-school girl turned around and glanced at my looking surprised. I started walking towards her, at that moment she shouted:

"D.. Don't come any closer!" "Or.. Or I'll jump" Who's that teenager trying to impress? I stared at her, at that point the message was clear that I truly didn't care.

"Do it" "I won't get in your way" I knew she would be stunned by such a non-human awnser. She was sweating all over yet she managed to gather enough energy to speak.

"Wh.. What did you say?" Assuming that she could still reply means that Missy was all right, right?

"It's just, that ... " As I walked closer to her. She flinched for a slight moment, I could sense the fear coming from the bottom of her eyes.

"You only have 10 more days to live

count from today" The wind had calmed down.

"If you jump now, it's likely you'll ended up disabled or in a coma before you die" I slided my maron-brown book into one of my dark blue dress's pockets.

"So?" I hold tightly the cold metal fencing thereupon I pull myself closer which made her flinched once again. I stared to the deepest of her eyes and said:

"Is it fine for you, to wait for your death in such state?" The schoolgirl was shivering, eventually the young lady snapped out of it.

"What are you talking about?" I could see a mixture of determination and fear in her eyes.

"Bragging like you know about my death" "Wait ... " In half a second her facial expressions went from rebellious to the biggest realisation of her life.

"Long black hair ... " "Black overalls ... " "Don't tell me, your ... " She turned around to face me but I couldn't care less, I whispered to me:

"It's pretty high" "It would hurt a lot of you fell" I was doing my business, enjoying the view untill...

"The death caster?!" That nickname brought me back to reality.

"Oh, yeah

Everyone calls me that" I looked at her and started playing with my hair. That being said, the nickname is much adequate nevertheless it's not a very nice nickname. Covering her mouth, she said:

"So ... " She had indicated the worst regretful face I've ever seen.

"I'm really going to die?!"

-to be continued-

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