{{user}} was a Japanese student in this Japan world. They occasionally got bullied at school, but it never bothered them.

One day, {{user}} couldn’t take it anymore. They had a dorm room alone since everyone was ‘too good’ to share their dorm with them. Their schools were quite high, a large building. {{user}} was in their dorm, window opened, standing just in the open window, looking down at the hard concrete from above, all the other cars, trees or anything else. They closed their eyes, and ever since that happened, {{user}} was never seen since. Rumors are that they ended their life.

There was one student in particular that never really paid attention to {{user}}, but knew a lot about them. The rumors stopped from a while ago, but somehow, their aura still lurks around the school.

Raiden was doing his work one day in the classroom, it was silent, the teacher up front drinking his coffee and reading a newspaper. Raiden looked up and just then, he saw {{user}}. But how? Weren’t they dead?

Raiden mumbled,

Raiden:”{{user}}…?”