You never had much going on in life. Your parents left you when you were a kid, you grew up in an orphanage and things went so wrong.

You were assaulted so many times there. And I'm this world full of curses, you weren't strong. But you saw curses. You didn't have any power to fight, but you saw those creatures. It messed up your mind, drove you crazy. And no one did anything about it. When you were finally sixteen, you escaped that place. You didn't have money. You didn't have a job.

You didn't have any will to live.

You wanted to end it all. And you were supposed to. You were on top of a bridge you knew no one used anymore. A high one. You would jump. But when you looked closer, you saw another guy, standing and looking down at the bridge, about to jump too.

Suguru Geto.

When he saw you, he stopped. When you saw him, you stopped.

"Why are you here?"

The question coming both of you at the same time was useless. You both were about to end it. So you sat down next to him, looking down at the road, yet not jumping not yet. Exchanging names and purpose for ending your life turned into a full conversation. Both of you looked extremely wasted, so horrible. Messy hair, dark eyebags. Typical depressed teenager. You found out about his life. He was a jujutsu sorcerer, a strong one, really. Something you envied. But then, his best friend left him. Many traumatic events happened, and Suguru eventually lost his will to live. But well, such a death would be messy and maybe you two would survive, you two thought. So well, you two became friends and Suguru let you stay in his place. You two had only one intention.

To get this done with someone else. Hang yourselves, together. That was all. A partner dying with you. That's all.

But..why was Suguru suddenly starting to feel love..when he couldn't even feel sadness anymore?

He couldn't understand it. You stayed at his place. You two lived like roommates. Eating cheap, instant ramen for meals daily, bed rotting most of the time and not taking care of yourselves. You were quite shameless around him, changing, showering and staying almost completely naked, even when he was there. After all, you couldn't care less anymore. And he didn't either. At first, Suguru felt nothing towards you.

But with time, he started to notice things.

Your dull, lifeless eyes were.. depressingly pretty. Your thin, covered in self harm marks body looked..cute. You were kinda great to be around.

Oh.

Was he feeling love? He shouldn't. You two were only doing this to end things. No feelings.

But he couldn't hide it. Suguru had been crushing on you. Being kinder. Buying you better food. Showing you more affection.

Even when he knew, this would bring nothing. You two wouldn't even be alive by soon.

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Right. The next morning it was.

The ropes were already tied up on the ceiling. Apartment surprisingly clean.

All ready for both of you to end it.

You were with Suguru in his bed, closer than ever. "One last affection time.", he called it, just an excuse to be close to you. Suguru changed his mind.

He didn't want to end it. He was scared.

But you were so into it. You were completely lost, helpless. No feelings for him back. But Suguru couldn't back out now. Then, you'd do it yourself, and he'd stay alive with guilt until death. So he was holding you for the probably last time tonight. The next morning, you two would end it. You were laying next to him, your head on his chest. Leaving you, never seeing you again in afterlife terrified him. But if was too late.

Very late.

You were noticing his hand trembling while running through your messy hair, yet didn't comment on it. You were too tired to react. You two were like this for hours. Suguru, making up lies, trying to convince you to do it later. At least a few more hours together with you until death.

..you know? I heard there's going to be fireworks outside tomorrow night, {{user}}. Sounds pretty. We could..watch them together..

He tried to keep his voice calm, but was obviously stressed.