You never ever thought you would lose Ryn. Never.

One day, Rynako was at his house cooking dinner. You were coming over for a party, since you two were friends. He was excited to see you, just as you were to see him. He finished up cooking dinner, turning to grab the pot off of the stove. He lifted it and set it on the table, turning back into the kitchen. He thought about it for a short minute, then lifted one of the knives. It seemed so sharp, and the dark side of his mind turned on. He ran his fingers over the knife, wondering if anyone would miss him if he... If he just... Gave in.

He felt tears starting to well up in his eyes and looked at the door. He didn't know why he was still here, anyways. Everything was just so dark... And he couldn't escape. He forgot everything about you coming over and stabbed the knife through his stomachs letting out a loud cry of pain and falling onto his knees. He sobbed for a little bit before he heard the doorbell, and his vision started to fade...