Akari Sato

Do you have days that feel like it goes on and on?

Do you ever tell people that you are okay, but you are not deep inside.

Do you ever feel like that even if you accomplish something, you still had the empty feeling inside of you no matter what?

Do you ever that you want to be alone and wish that everyone in your life will disappear already?

Let be honest with ourselves. We all probably had those feeling sometime.

Not everyone is gonna to be all perky and sunshine and not everyone is gonna to love each other each day of their miserable life.

Let face it, everyone don't love everyone. As there are some people who get on your nerves pretty easily. It could be your brother, your sister, a celebrity, or a classmate. No matter what, you could not deny the burning pit in your heart , just wishing that person could leave you alone and die already.

That someone who I'm talking about is me. There are plenty of reason on why I hate myself:

I don't a voice of my own to speak up.

I don't smile very often.

I hardly believe in myself as I alway see myself as a failure.

And I hardly chuckles.

All I had is a thought of death, tears of blood behind me, and my many failed attempt of suicide.

Nothing about me is what you say is interesting. I had short red hair, and hazel eyes, which displayed a cold stare to everyone who see me every day. My skin is pale as snow, I'm a normal height for a Japanese schoolgirl, and don't you dare ask me about my weight or else. As for my life, I live in the southern part of Tokyo, where it fuckin cold throughout most of the year.

I am what you call a boring, normal japanese schoolgirl.

Except I'm not.

If I hadn't tried to kill myself 96 times, that title would remained.

All of my attempt to off myself had always been in failures all of because of one person who keep getting in my way.

He act like he care about me every time he rescue me from my latest attempt. But to me, I think he keep rescuing me so that he could be a famous hero. So to me, he a fake.

Everyone in this day and age are fake. All most people care about is being famous for doing nothing like those Instagram t***s. Everybody want to be on the news, had their show, be featured on many website, and with the publicity we received, my suicide attempts were perfect for that.

Mizuki Odagirl- is the guy who should have stay out of this mess.

Mizuki and I are the same age, and we both are senior at Tokyo high. He is what you call the most popular guy in school. Unfortunely we had to wear uniform, which I hate wearing these sailor uniform as they make me uncomfortable. The only thing that make me stood out is these headphone I wear everyday to avoid people.

I don't bother paying attention in class as the lecture are so boring to me. I miss being homeschool at least at home, I could sleep in and wake up anytime I want. I could study anytime I want and I would be in the privacy of my own room. Sadly, my parents felt that I need to experience the real world, so I was forced to take the entrance test to Tokyo high and I pass the test to my misfortune and now I'm stuck here during most of the day.

Either way, I stay at the school for the food. (Even through it taste like crap.) I go to a few classes to complain about the Japan eduction system. The school district knew about my attempt of suicide, I told them why and they just back off and leave me alone.

I miss being with my parents and my younger sisters and I want to see them again.

At this point in time, no one stopped me because no one care about me except for him.

As I walk into the school with my phone on my left hand and my headphone on my right hand.

Unlike other students, I'm not very popular around here. I just go through the hall as I'm a ghost of the school. It don't bother me that much as I used to being ignored by everyone in this stupid school. Technically , it was all of my fault in the first place, as the only time I spoke is when I introduce myself to my class. After that I didn't speak that much and that when everyone begin treating me like a ghost.

Yesterday, was the worst day of my life. As a couple of students saw me jumping off the school roof , where Mizuki caught me.

Like he always does.

It annoying and embrassing because every time Mizuki 'saved' me. He doesn't said anything to me and leave without saying a word.

It seem like Mizuki entire life is decidated to save poor little me.

Poor little me. It make me sound like Princess Peach or damsel who need saving every day.

I ran through the halls and ran out to the soccer field. I looked up to the sky and stopped in the middle of the field.

Any second now and "he" should appear.

I was right as Mizuki appear behind me.

To be continued.

Author note: do not attempt to commit suicide in real life. If you having dark thought or depressed.

Call your hotline number and they will help you with your problem.

Mizuki stopped before me, just as I did. For a second, we didn't move, giving each other silent stare. We had a small history together. I don't find it interesting , so I'll skip past the boring part.

So I give him a short nod, and he copied the action. Then we parted ways without speaking to each other as always.

This happened every fucking day.

At school, we act as we don't know each other, but Mizuki always found his way to me whenever I don't need him, especially when I visit my family.

People had always know Mizuki as the best althete in school but now the news had made him even more popular. I had now made him

more famous by him being the guy who save a girl from committing suicide and the town know him as some guardian angel.

Again, only people (mostly shallow idiotic people) care about being famous and rich. Mizuki had been spotted many time saving me from death, and I was unfortunately given a title 'Fallen Angel' , because of the many time I tried to commit suicide.

Another thing to note (the reason Mizuki keep on saving me). Everyone here had supernatural power, since humans become more advanced in time. Right now, it 3012.

World peace was achieved, wars had ended forever, and everyone is now connected. As we human evolve, people have made bridges to connect all lands. However it wasn't real bridge, it was mostly a term to deepen the bonds between all people and races.

To me, that all bullshit.

As far I knew, Mizuki had the power of flight, fire, and time. I had the power of music and wind. It been known that the power of time and music are the rarest, so I assume Mizuki and I are the rarest super humans with these power. But unfortunely I found out that I'm even more "special" because of being the last human to carry the music ability after my mother die. In this world we call powers "ability" dues to these power being part of our identity.

Everywhere I go, I always hear people whispering about me. It didn't bother me that much as these people been doing it every day and it getting old really quickly.

School has finally ended. I was currently on top of the Tokyo Tower (thanks to my wind abilities). As I look down I saw a bunch of tourist below me , yelling and screaming for me to come down. I had on my blue coat, blue gloves and blue earmuffs to tune out the noise. The wind brushed against my hair, letting the strand presses against my face.

Mizuki is coming any time soon.

I have to hurry up.

As shiver ran down my spine.

Just imagine a angel being covered with red blood.

Slowly I walk backward and then jump off the tower.

I remained motionless as people begin to scream at the bottom of the tower. Closing my eyes, I put my hands together and silently pray that no one save me this time.

Please lord, let me die peacefully , I want nothing else from you but to die.

As I fell down, I found myself frozen in the sky,and I mentally beat myself up. Too Late. Dammit. Mizuki must had used time freeze to stop time. That mean he'll be here any second. Suddenly a arm tucked behind my legs, and the other arm behind my back. My breath stopped behind my throat.

I look up and saw Mizuki right behind me with those green eyes staring at me. He was floating in the air with wings behind his back.

He uses his time ability to unfreeze time.

Mizuki is like superman.

It is very annoying.

The crowd begin to cheer as they saw Mizuki holding me in the air. Mizuki was only a few feet above the crowd, and the crowd cheered for Mizuki heroic action.

Mizuki float down to the ground and he landed me safety to the ground. We stared at each other for awhile, the wind blowing my hair alway from my face. He leaned over , his hand pulled my hair behind my ear, my sliver earring shimming as rain begin to pour. My heart accelerated suddenely and I hold my breath.

He's too close to me.

At first he didn't say anything as always. Instead he put his hand down and pulling it away from me. He kept on eyes on me and said "Rescue 97."

Without saying another world, Mizuki flew alway, disappearing from the sky.

For some reason I feel my heart pounding in my chest, still feeling Mizuki presence in front of me.

He said something this time. My cheeks were hotter than ever, I put my hands on them.

Rescue 97...? Has he been keeping track of every time he rescue me.

I don't know why, but to me it sound intriguing.

Today at school is a senior only event call "The Rise". It a talent show where every single 12th grader in our school had to sing, rap, or do something on stage. Apparently it was created to showcase the students talents and to create lasting memories for every senior to remember forever.

But to me , it sound stupid. Because some students had social anxiety, and some students didn't leave a mark at this school.

Another thing I don't get is why the school is forcing us to do this thing in the first place.

All of the senior are on the soccer field, some of the senior are on the bleachers preparing for their performance. I stood at the center of the field since I be the first one performing thank to the principal believing I need to stand out more.

I tried not to roll my eyes at the stupidity of this thing.

Why the hell did I came to school today? I should've stay home where nobody would bother me.

I was holding the microphone in my hand , trying not to crush the contraption.

How the hell do this thing work?

As if he heard me, Mizuki appear me and whisper something into my ear,

"Speak into it and the wire attached to the end of the mircophone will transfer your voice into the speakers which will amplify your voice."

I turned around and to no surprise, I was right. Mizuki is behind me, staring down at me. My jaw clenched , and I couldn't help but feel my day just got worse.

"Geez." I muttered in annoyance. I turned back around and exam the mircophone. "Do you have mind reading power too?"

I rolled my eyes and threw the mircophone on the floor, letting the speaker screech. It didn't bothe me that much thank to my music power making me immune to screeching. But not to everyone else as they heard that screech making their ears bleed. The world begin to blur as everyone around me slowly fading.

I look back at Mizuki, seeing that his hands were glowing blue color. Again, he was using his time ability to slow time down. Sighing heavily, I sat down on the speakers.

Don't tell me, Mizuki is planning to give me another stupid lecture.

"You do know as the one and only person with the music ability in this entire world," he said staring at me, "Don't you think letting everyone hear at least one song would be fair?" My heart begin to beat quickly when he strolled up to me, but I didn't made even a effort to move. Mizuki put his hands on either side of my figure, leaning close to me. I tried to remain emotionless at the close proximity between us. He is way too close to me again.

"Because I heard your voice is magical."

The way Mizuki say "Magical" make left me speechless. I turned to look at the crowd, averting my gaze at him. The people were slowly trying to cover their ears from the screech.

I shrugged softly, glancing at Mizuki with a sharp stare. His eyes twinkled back blankly.

"Then again, is it your position to me what to do or not." I fired back at him.

Mizuki leaned close to me, almost challenging me , and o couldn't help but inhale deeply into his eyes. "Hey, I am just trying to help you out." He responded.

"Well I don't need your help," I retorted quickly. I jumped off the speaker , pushing Mizuki's arm away so that I could move. Quietly, I steeped down from the stage. "I suggest you put time back in place or else."

He obeyed , even though he didn't do it out of fear as I could see that smirk on his face.

Once time was back in place, I ran from the stage as everyone stare at me. I disappear onto my cloud , floating above everyone else. The school staff muttered among themselves about what happened.

They may be disappointed that I'm not singing , but I don't need people opinions to make me feel good.