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Feral cat.
Unlike domestic cats, feral cat are often very wary of humans. They are aggressive, fastidious and often live alone, or will live in groups with one animal as the leader because they attach great importance to territorial regulations.
But underneath that fierce shell is a child, an unfortunate child who also wants to be loved.
When a domestic cat knows it is about to die, it will leave home, but a stray cat will just leave it alone. It can die in some dirty place or it can also die on the street or on someone's roof. May also died in a territorial disputewith other animals.
Sakura also thought so, no friends, no family, no relationship made his mind slowly die day after day. Sakura also wonderedIf he dies how long would it take the neighbors to find out?
But he never thought that the day he would actually die would have someone by his side.
Until he met them.
Pain spread throughout Sakura's body, he could feel blood everywhere in his vision and taste. The incomprehensible buzzing from his friends around did nothing to help Sakura feel better. His mind returned to that day, the day Sakura was alone with the sounds of criticism and sarcasm from everyone.
His friends were trying to keep him awake, of which two faces were the most visible. Nirei's face was full of tears, trembling, holding Sakura's arm tightly, he moved his lips and said something. Suo looked very scared, had Sakura ever seen him this scared?
The surrounding people were also surrounding, they were worried, scared and trying to help Sakura.
Damn it, how did he get here?
"S-sorry! But you have to t-try hard Sakura-kun!! Y-you'll be t- taken to the hospital soon!" Nirei stuttered, looking very scared as he looked at Sakura.
Don't apologize.
Sakura winced but it was enough to hurt him.
"Sakura-kun!!"
"Fuck! Hurry!! Carry him to the hospital!!" Hiragi's hurried voice rang out. Sakura couldn't see him, his vision began to blur.
Pain invaded Sakura's entire body, his body gradually softened to the ground. Before completely sinking into darkness, Sakura saw Umemiya and Kotoha, both wearing two funny aprons, eyes wide open and running towards Sakura.
"Sakura!!"
Behind them were a few other familiar-looking people.
Heh, Sakura didn't expect that he would be able to meet his seniors for the last time this way.
Oh right, today they have a dinner date with their seniors and friends...
Sakura's head tilted to the side, his two-toned eyes lost their shine, his eyelids and white hair were smeared with blood. The chest gently lowers and will never rise again. His body was lifted off the road, many hands touched him.
Ambient background noise disappears completely.
Pain slid from Sakura's body.
The cat stood up, its two-colored eyes looking toward the bright light.
Thump.
Thump!
Gasp!!
Sakura jumped up from the futon, his body covered in sweat. Breathing is rapid, heart is beating fast. But the strange thing is that the pain is no more.
He quickly lifted the blanket and touched his entire body, there were no bandages, not even any blood or bruises.
What the hell just happened?!
Sakura widened him eyes and looked out at the bright balcony outside. His room had returned to its old state, old and rotten.
That's not right, hasn't it been fixed by everyone??
The phone is also not as noisy as usual. Sakura stared at it. A moment later, a text message about the weather appeared on the phone screen.
He doesn't care about it, the only thing he cares about right now is the date on it.
Is this day, this month, this year the first day Sakura came to Makochi Street?
What the hell is going on?!
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What the hell is happening here??
Sakura looked confusedly at the bottle of hair dye and contact lenses on the sink. His eyebrows furrowed and he looked around as if looking for something, and stopped at the object hidden under the towel behind the door.
A mirror.
The mirror was broken on the left side by some impact, but it was still visible.
His eyebrows furrowed tightly. The face remained unchanged, still has unusual two-colored eyes and unusual white hair and eyebrows on one side. If Sakura looked closely, him could see that part of his white hair had a little gray left in it.
Sakura glanced at the dye bottle again.
Black dyed type.
This isn't him.
"Tch! this is so weird."
Sakura took two items he had never used and stuffed them into a plastic bag. He hates these two things, Sakura may not like his strange appearance very much but has never wanted to cover them up in such a cowardly way.
To be sure, Sakura went back to the room and searched the box to see if there were still any of these strange things? If he has to look at this again next time, he will angrily throw it out the window.
There are many bottles of dye.
"Is this crazy guy going to drink dye instead of water?!" Sakura forcefully threw them into a plastic bag.
Apart from a few bottles of dye, nothing in the box has changed.
No, there's a strange notebook.
Sakura has never seen this, and in his previous life he never brought this with him.
It looked so old and worn out as if it had been used for a long time. The notebook's background is a monotonous yellow color. There is something written in the left corner of the notebook but it has been crossed out with black ink.
A strange feeling rose in Sakura's chest, he opened the notebook, the first page had a few lines crossed out.
The following pages were the same, many passages were crossed out with strong hand force, and on some pages there were circular stains left as if water had fallen in. The notebook was almost used up, Sakura carefully observed each page. He noticed that a few pages had been torn out.
Reading it doesn't take too much time. Sakura looked down at the last day the diary was written, which was yesterday.
He tilted his head to the dye bag lying next to him, searching for the contact lenses and medicine bottle he was using. The hate about them is no longer strong.
"Tch." Sakura clicked he tongue and took the things into the bathroom.
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"Hey, that hurts!"
The group of men chuckled as they forced her into the corner. An angry Kotoha was about to throw the egg bag at the man's face, but someone else did it before her.
The guy hit his face on the ground after the punch, the remaining guys growled at the same time and rushed at the bystander. But in just a blink of an eye, the entire group of thugs was at his feet.
Kotoha rubbed her eyes, almost not believing the other boy's speed.
Fuurin's uniform with two distinctive colors made her even more curious about this person. She felt like even though he was wearing that, they never knew each other.
The sound of wind chimes filled the air, his hood fell off letting his black hair fly in the direction of the wind. Sakura turned around, his gray eyes looking at Kotoha.