<Act number 1, volume number 1>
Cold. The bones feel now as fragile as if a pat on the back could break them. Hah, I was a real jerk again. “For the last time.”
Yun’s words were appearing in his mind as his blood-covered lips gave an impression as if his body rejected his own fluids. He looked up at those three figures who, in panic, shouted at each other. On one side, one could differentiate a woman in fetal form by holding her head and screaming in tears over and over again a series of words that made no sense.
― We killed him! This is going to be a real mess! We need to call the police, an ambulance, whatever!
― Shut Up! Can you imagine what a problem we can get into for this?!
― Haaa … and if we leave it as … if it were … an accident?
― Who would believe they have beaten someone tied to the trunk of a tree and it was an accident?!
As the incessant cries of despair followed, Yun tried to pronounce words only to be followed by a simple of blood. That was the last breath of the young man who then abandoned the world of the living.
【next 2 days before】
Yun Hanakawa, 17 years old. A young man of mixed nationality between the Asian and European races, his extremely strange physique caused confusion among all the classmates he had. Blond and short hair, slim figure and without too much physical strength, blue sky eyes that pale to the contact of light. Despite having an average height, it gave the feeling of being taller by the slender figure he possessed. Even with all these characteristic traits, a cross-shaped symbol crossed his cheek reaching the chin, causing a traffic accident with his parents when he was younger.
Although the jokes started out as minimal things as hiding the pencils or books, he ended up with more dangerous things like getting knocked out of school to vent the accumulated rage of Three Little Rascals.
Even though it tried by all means to stop this, no one knows how to sticky are the situations of school abuse, any option that for an adult would seem reasonable to him seemed an early suicide. The fear crept into his bones and, the young man who initially had a kind and quiet character, ended up being transformed into a manageable and scary being.
― Haaa … Damn it, I got a warning from the principal again.
― Fufufu … Let me guess, did they see you smoking?
― Shut up, you damn pervert punk, at least they didn’t see me doing worse in the ladies ‘ room.
― What did you say, pedophile attempt?!
― Calm down both of you, you’re generating me a headache.
And as if some higher existence were mocked by the fate of young Yun, he went past the bullies at the pinnacle moment without realizing that they would be in front of the aisle. Although Yun usually hated everything related to the school and what there was, only one motive made him wake up in the morning and force a smile on his sister and parents: Ilexa Basatti, a 17-year-old descendant of Italian family who emigrated to Japan by her father’s business.
While the other students ignored Yun, Ilexa seemed to have some compassion and often chatted with him.
The thugs had been seeing these situations and, that precise day, decided to plot the biggest joke I had ever known that school, that is why the next day they started to look for alone ilexa.
Only perhaps, if that day Ilexa had refused, everything would have been different.
No, it would definitely have been different.
For some strange reason, that day the thugs did not appear to disturb Yun, nor did he see Ilexa, which if partly rejoiced, also created an unpleasant feeling in the mind, as if everything were different that day.
― Yun-kun, are you here?
Ilexa waited for him on the way out to talk to him. The conversation was quite short, asked him to stay in a nearby forest to talk about something important, Yun’s heart tipped while nodded.
“Half an hour, half an hour … what will you want to talk to me about?” “Anyway, it will be the first time we talk out of school …”
More than thirty minutes had passed while Yun was leaning on the trunk of the tree, looking at all directions to see if he was coming. Five more minutes and Ilexa showed up.
After apologizing for the tardiness, they both walked through the forest while the silence pressured the young man.
― What did you want to talk about?
― About that … I wanted to ask you a favor.
― What… favor?
― Please, close your eyes first.
Yun, who had the heart about to exploit him closed his eyes with force wishing in all possible ways that that moment arrived.
As if a god mocked him again, two arms held him from behind with great force, when Yun opened his eyes he could see the face of two of the thugs laughing like crazy. Ilexa on his side looked at the floor with a face mixed with shame and sadness.
― Hoooo? Don’t you wonder why? – Sentenced one of the thugs wiping the tears of so much laughing …
Ilexa spoke for the first time after that moment of laughter.
― If I didn’t … They would do the same to me …
After hearing that, his face was disfigured in ways that no one thought possible. For the first time in a long time, something else exploded inside. An unpleasant, dark, murky feeling. The rage gradually consumed his being until, while the three companions laughed, he stirred violently, shedding the grip of the ruffian who held him in his arms from behind.
After releasing, not knowing how, he threw a punch directly at the face of one of the thugs, breaking his nose. After this, the accomplice fastened him again and tied him at the base of the tree with a string of thread.
― Damn scum! This time you’re not leaving with just a few bruises. Look what you did to my face!
Fist after fist, the strikes landed on Yun’s face which could not protect himself from the amount of blows that came from all directions. Although at first the thugs accompanied him with some other kick, they soon saw the reality and tried to stop the bully.
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