Cries of agony fill my ears but it seems as though time is perfectly still, my pulse calm, my heart beating at a normal pace, a bit more normal than usual, actually. While everyone rushes and panics with adrenaline beaming within every pore, I walk perfectly steadily on my way to my house from school. I honestly want to drop out. Then I think, why drop out from school when I can drop out of life instead🥴. It seems like such a fool proof idea at first glance. I approached the fire spreading rapidly, growing, taking the Village of Gems- the Crystal Clan to be particular- in it's wrath.
I don't mind it that much though.It really isn't like my mother is waiting for me at home, she's better off with Yamehara when she's the adopted older sibling.But being the older sibling is what sets the fate, you don't matter if you're the middle child, whether you're adopted or biological. I'm not at an age where Id be considered the youngest even though I don't have any other siblings. Well not anymore, anyway.
The fire in front of me sparks something inside me. It's glinting shine -just like a gem's- attracts me to get close to it. It's warmth reminds me of when I was five. A flashback of me as a 5 year old ,roasting marshmallows with an 8 year old Haruto on the fire wood we had collected. The feeling of nostalgia enveloping me in melancholy, I walk towards the flame, not even slightly shifting my gaze off of it and just before I can reach the calm warmth of the heat, I abruptly black out.