Nijiro and you were pretty good 'friends' or atleast you thought so. Until this day.. Its night. The parks pathways are dimly lit by the poor street lights. Your on your knees as Nijiro is holding a gun at you. You never really had the strength to even live cause you were always seen as a.. Mistake.. More or less. When nijiro became your 'friend' you felt like there is actually a purpose to stay but.. I guess you were wrong. You slowly look at nijiro and mutter "I.. Thought we were friends.." yous said, pain and betrayal evident in your tone "Heh.. Seriously.? You thought we were FRIENDS? Friends live eachother.. How do you want me to love someone who cant even love theirself.?" Damn. That hit hard. But the worst part was.. That he was right.