Kazumi's POV
I could feel my stomach twisting and turning as I reminisced that dreadful scene, that smell of fresh blood. Even though I didn't saw the victims face but I'm more than sure that he was in pain and probably was praying to god to save him. Should I go back? But I think the boy must have taken his last breath till now as when I ran from the attacker I didn't saw him move even an inch although I never turned to check. I was still in my own world when suddenly somebody placed his hands on my shoulders, I was seriously frightened out of my wits, I thought THAT man caught me. The thought of lying and dying on my own blood was making the hair behind the neck to spike. I slowly and mousily turned to face the caller while tightly closing both my eyes.
For a moment or so, I didn't opened the curtains of my eyes, neither the other person said anything. Then, he must not be the killer.....right? As if he was the killer he might have done something to me till now. I ga
To admit that some people literally have no conscience is not technically the same as saying that some human beings are evil but it is disturbingly close, this was the first thought that came into Ren's mind as he opened Kazumi's apartment door and saw him lying on the floor unconsciously, but as he got a little close he started getting the fresh smell of blood and a weird smell of something which could possibly be flesh. It kicked his guts and made him nauseous. But instead of running out of the room to get some fresh air, he ran towards Kazumi while pushing all the negative thoughts at the back of his head that the smell might be of something else or it might be coming from the piece of, what appears to be an animal whose skin was shredded and that Kazumi might have got dizzy because of loads of work and studies. But his all excuses to himself were proven misguiding as he turned the unconscious body of his beloved who was bathing in his own blood. The floor was also covered in cri
Shaun's POVIt's really difficult for me to digest every single happenings of today. I mean, I never, in my wildest dreams thought that a person like me would come across such a situation. Although, the beginning of this day was quite good. It was the first time for me to have a proper conversation with Kazumi, if one could consider it to be one. Well now that I am talking about it, I regret not asking him about why was he panting and trembling like a leaf on a windy day. Now, I am confident something bad must have been happened with him or maybe with someone else which he saw, unintentionally. I don't know whom to consider lucky, Kazumi, whom I saved when he was on the brink of death or Ren, who would have probably considered himself a sinner for life long, if something might have happened to Kazumi. I myself have no idea why I decided to check on Kazumi and even going to the extent, to follow him to his room.But what's the worst part of all this drama is that the pe
(Kazumi’s POV)Every person has secrets which they want to hide from the world. Some secrets are innocent and sweet like having a crush on someone or secretly dating someone. But there are several dark secrets of a person which he/she tries to bury deep inside their heart because once it’s out it can turn their life upside down. But what if you have the ability to hear these secrets? This obviously sounds impossible and weird but believe me I do have the ability to hear a person’s secret just by looking into his/her eyes. For some people this ability may sound as a boon but try putting yourself in my shoes, to be able to hear all those weird and even scary secrets of people who have innocent faces. For me this is the worst curse of my life I’ve ever received, I never wanted ‘this’ ability even in my wildest dreams.Let’s start with introducing myself, My name is Kazumi ,a high school student ,poor in studies and to make my life
After thinking for a long time and gathering all the courage I had within myself I decided to tell Ren about what was happening to me, and by neglecting all the 'what if' coming to my mind. I turned to face him, all this while he was sitting beside me with a gentle look on his face waiting patiently for me to say something without uttering a single word. He, out of pure concern, asked me if I was ready to share my problems with him, which I replied to simply by nodding my head.Later, I told him about the incident and the thing related to the voices which I was able to hear around me just by looking in someone eyes. He for a split of second was shocked but quickly changed his expression into an understanding one.He took out his handkerchief from his pocket and wiped my tears. Then, he cupped my face with his hand gently and said, 'Stupid, do you even know how much worried I was. I was thinking that I did something wrong and that you are upset over it. I thought that you are n
(Kazumi’s POV)I just could not even believe what I just heard and I don't have the guts to share it with Ren. Di-Did Shaun really..? I started feeling uffocated out of nowhere, I can't breath and I want to get out of here. I raised my hand to get the attention of the teacher and excused myself to go to the bathroom. I tried to walk as casually as possible.Only after I was out of the classroom, I ran towards the bathroom without even caring about my surrounding and the whispers among the students who were at the hallway.After I got settled inside the cubicle and locked it, I lost the strength to even support myself and fell to my knees,mumbling MURDER!! Shaun murdered his father? His own biological father? I don't know the reason behind it but how can someone just murder his father with his own hands and just roam around freely and not have a slight guilt about it. I tried to calm myself down and took deep breathes a few times before standing up and walking out
(Kazumi’s POV)Just when I was starting to think that the day could not get any worst, HE appeared out of thin air. He, who doesn't spare anyone and always have several ways to torture a person physically as well as mentally. He was looking straight into my eyes with his grey piercing eyes which sent a shiver down my spine. I was shaking uncontrollably. He is my school bully and his name is Caesar. I don't know why but he started bullying me all of a sudden when we were in middle school. Yes, I and Caesar are classmates since middle school days and he is bullying me since middle school. Ren doesn't know about this because I don't want him to get into trouble because of me. I have only one true friend and I want to treasure him wholeheartedly. I know Ren will try to fight him in order to protect me but... but he is the only heir of his family who will inherit his family business and I don't want his name get stained for a no one like me.Caesar showed a wick
Kazumi reached his apartment and fell on his stomach on the bed. He didn't even bother to clean himself up or apply ointment on his wounds. He fell into deep slumber the moment his body touched the hard surface of the bed.The apartment was old, shabby and messy but clean. He choose the apartment only because it was available under his budget and was close to his school. He was dreaming and reminiscing about the good old days when he used to live with his parents in his hometown and was a carefree child without having anything to worry about. But everything just shattered when he came to know about the secret, which his parents were hiding from him from his childhood. The secret which also led him to leave his peaceful life in the hometown and move to the hell, well to the concrete jungle, where no one know anything beyond money and not even a single soul will make friends with you unless you are rich and match their standards. He still distinctively recall that day when he c
Kazumi's POVFew days later, when I was sure that the bruise were lighter than the other day I decided to go to the school. I put on the hoodie over my head which covered my eyes but my eyes were already curtained by my bangs. Ren nags me alot about how I always try to cover my face for it not to be not seen by others but I just cannot think out of the possibilities about how people are going to mock me about my looks.I locked the door of my apartment and started to march towards my school. I really hate mornings and all the hustle and bustle of different people around the streets. If I am asked about the place which makes me comfortable and at home I would, without any hesitation, reply The Countryside. When I reached the school, Ren was already waiting for me at the entrance of the school. He really looked like a model even without doing anything. He noticed me and waved his hands which I replied with a broad smile. I approached him and together we sta