・❥・ TW - death

It was an accident, Kaigaku always told himself, he never meant it to happened, I never meant to...

Blood stained his hands, guilt shallowed him whole, and tears stained his face. What should he had done? How is he should act? He felt a void in him as if something had been ripped out of his chest.

It was an accident, the polices said so. I should move on.

He couldn't, no matter how many time he thought or said he would move on; he doesn't. Everyday he is reminded of what he had done: the empty bedroom in front of his own, the gently kindness of Zenitsu's friends, and the gravestone which marked the name of Agatsuma Zenitsu.

The death of Zenitsu still was fresh in his mind something he couldn't run away from.

The death of Zenitsu; the day started what it would be the same for Kaigaku. Jigoro, the two boys's adoptive grandfather, had a day shift and already went to work, so the young teenagers were left alone that morning. He had slept in on a school day, so the blonde-haired boy was self-tasked of waking up the black-haired boy. Zenitsu tried to shake Kaigaku, but that ended him being slapped in the face and that caused the younger boy to cry. Kaigaku would finally woke up from the sound ugly crying, and the two argued something stupid. Zenitsu started to walk away from Kaigaku, headed towards the stairs, and that would usually be the end of it (and the two would be bitter about it for the whole day), but Kaigaku had his pride broken and he wouldn't just let the brat walk away from him! The Turquoise-eyed boy chased the honeycomb-eyed one to the staircase, and grabbed his hair. Zenitsu, still crying, tried to pulled his hair away from the gripped of his brother; it was like a tug-o-war. Once the older teen let go, Zenitsu missed a step; caused him to fall down the stairs and hitting his head. Zenitsu had passed away during the trip to the hospital.

Kaigaku woke up by someone shaking him; it was Zenitsu. He had a chance to fix had he had done.