I was on the rooftop. The cold breeze ruffled my hair. I looked down from the tall building. "I will definitely die if I jump from here, won't I?" There is no way I am going to survive this fall. I slowly inched closer to the edge and stood there. My feet were not trembling. I was not feeling anything at all with the fact that I was about to die in a few minutes. Hmm? Suicide? No, no, no. Don't term what I am about to do with something as petty and cowardly as suicide. What I am doing is a favor to this world by erasing a meaningless and worthless existence. I am removing a corrupt existence from this world. So, be thankful, you guys. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "Let's go." Then I let myself fall freely to the ground. The resistance offered by the wind felt like a gentle pillow to me. It was a soothing feeling. I was falling. I have

The next day in class, the girl on my left had been glancing at me time and again. But whenever I turned to look at her she either averted her gaze or went out of the classroom. If she had some work with me, why not tell me directly? Why was she hesitating like that with me? She had no problem with that senior who was a transfer student just like me. So, what reason does she have to have refrained from approaching me? I couldn't wrap my fingers around it. "Um..." Just as I was thinking that a girl came to a stop in front of my seat. "Yes?" I said as I looked at her. She was one of the girls who had approached me yesterday to talk but I had completely forgotten her name. "You shouldn't get close to...her," she said looking at the seat to my left with disdain in her eyes which was completely understandable. "Why?" I asked acting innocent. Although I could sort of guess what the deal with her was, it will be more beneficial for me to listen to so

The girl on my left, Ito Yua (I finally knew her name), didn't change her actions. She was still looking at me frequently. And whenever I turned to look at her she either averted her gaze, buried her face in her books, or went out of the classroom altogether. But there was a significant difference in the meaning behind her glances. The look she had in her eyes was different from how it used to be. Somehow she looked curious about me. She seemed like she wanted to say something but whenever she made her mind something pulled her back. It was definitely what I had asked her yesterday. Have you ever thought of killing yourself? I shouldn't have said that. But what's said was said. Nothing I could do about it now. The strange atmosphere around her was noticed by people around me as well. Nakamura Yui, looking at Ito, murmured to herself, "I wonder what happened to her?" Then she shot me a look. I pretended I didn't see that and instead kept look

There were five people in front of me whose appearance was practically screaming that they were 'the' bad guys. Two people had grabbed the girl by her arms. She was struggling but there was no way she could overpower the two boys holding her firmly. The three were surrounding her that prevented me from looking at the girl's facial features. But, well, whatever. "Huh? The hell ya' are?" One of the boys who was nearer to me turned around to look at me with a displeased face. I said nothing as I took a step forward. "Oye. Didn't you hear what he said?" One of the guys who was grabbing the girl's hand released the grip and stood up. With heavy and arrogant steps, he marched towards me. He had a good bit of muscle and looked like he was well experienced in fighting. He also had a small scar on his chin proof that he participated in dangerous fights at least once. He wanted to impose on me but unfortunately for him, he was shorter than me. The scene looked

The school building was big as expected of a school with state-of-the-art facilities. Maki and I left the classroom building and through a passageway connecting the four buildings, we walked a bit and stopped in front of the building just opposite the classroom building. All the buildings were connected by the passageway and were similar in design, color, and everything. Maki and I walked side by side as she gave me the introduction of the different clubs and about what they do. We went room by room slowly. What she explained went in through one ear and went outside through the other immediately without it being registered in my brain. We visited clubs like the science club, literature club, art club, sewing, and handicrafts club, calligraphy and god knows what others. After a very long and exhausting one-hour trip, we had finally made it to the top floor of the building. The top floor of this building was similar to the buildi