He should've walked away.
But he didn't.
Instead, Asahi stood there, looking down—his hand still trembling from where it had just left hers.
"…You have to leave me alone, Anari," he whispered.
His voice—Wasn't even a voice anymore.It was a surrender.
"…Please," he added, eyes burning, throat closing in.
"I'm begging you."
The tears came, quiet at first.
Not from weakness.
But from the cruel strength it took to break something you loved.
Anari furrowed her brows.
"…What?" she asked softly.
She took a small step forward.
"I don't understand—what are you saying?"
"I can't do that, you idiot!" she snapped suddenly—her voice louder, trembling with raw confusion."You're not thinking straight!"
She pointed at the sky.Forced a laugh.
"Let's go to school already! Look at the time! It's—"
She checked her phone.
"…What the hell? It's almost 12?! How? Did time—"
But then—
His hand covered her mouth.
She froze.
Rain had started.Just barely.
"…I hate you, Anari."
His voice cracked as he said it.
"…Leave me alone."
She went still.The raindrops hit her hair, her cheeks, but she didn't move.
Asahi's eyes met hers.
They weren't filled with hate.
They were filled with war.With the pain of killing the one person he wanted to protect.
"You don't know…" he whispered, hand still trembling against her lips.
"…how much I hate you."
"Just leave."
"Please—don't make me do this."
His body was shaking.Trembling like a blade held to its own throat.
He bit his lip—hard.Blood poured down his chin.
And Anari…
She stared at him like the world was falling apart.Because for her—it was.
Slowly, she took his hand off her face.
Her fingers were cold now.Her voice—colder.
"…Oh."
Her eyes lost their shine.
"I didn't know I was… that much of a hardship to you."
The rain hit harder.
"I'm sorry, Asahi."
She looked away.
Tears fell from her eyes like they had been waiting for years.
"I just wanted someone to talk to," she whispered.
"I didn't know I was talking to a ghost."
And then—She turned.
She didn't scream.She didn't fight.
She just walked.
Away.
Asahi stood there.
Breathing like every inhale hurt.
"I thought…" he said under his breath.
"…You…"
He couldn't finish.
He didn't have the right to.
Anari began running.
And the sky cried for both of them.
She tripped.
Crashing to the wet pavement with a sickening thud.
Her knees scraped.
Her hair tangled in the mud.
She curled up.
Sobbing into the dirt.
And Asahi—
His foot moved.
Just one step.
Instinct.
Hope.
But he stopped himself.
He forced the pain back in.Forced his hands to his sides.
Forced himself to become a monster.
He watched her.
Shaking. Crying. Alone.
And did nothing.
He turned around.
Each step felt like he was stepping through knives.
"Hating me…"
"Is better than forgetting me."
Because at least hatred meant she'd remember.At least hatred would keep her real.
He walked away.
Leaving behind the only thing that kept him human.
And the rain kept falling.