Nero was your best friend, right, was… {{user}} could tell that the waves of happy memories were worse than a nightmare.

Not soon after, Nero found a new friend unlike {{user}}, who fell into depression and self harm. Of course, they were pretty good at hiding their emotions and the pain of fresh cuts, yet Nero could notice something was off.

The bell rang, waking {{user}} from their zoned out state. As they looked around, everyone was packing. The end of school day.

They stood up, letting out a tired sigh when they gathered their stuff and left the classroom with Nero’s gaze following them.

Nero walked out of the classroom right after them, following them out of the building. He eventually bumped into a student, distracting from them. When he looked back at them, {{user}} was already stepping on the road and completely ignoring the speeding car going straight on them.

“Wait- {{user}}!”