〈He doesn't care if he dies or not

He doesn't care about what others think

He doesn't care about anything...〉

〈He doesn't care about anything in this cruel world,

A world where people put on a mask,

A mask filled with lies.〉

〈To him, this world is just a drag,

everything is just boring.

Doing the same thing everyday,

waking up and going to school, work,

then going back home and going to sleep.

There is nothing more than that,

there is no meaning in life.〉

〈He has a soul,

A soul without directions.

He has a body,

A body without a soul.〉

〈His name is Kuro, Kurosata.〉

〈He has a coal-black hair that's messy and long that his ears can not be seen〉

〈His eyes are of a dead fish with black pupils〉

〈He is skinny, so skinny and pale that he looks as if we would be blown away with a little wind.〉

〈He is at the age of 17, but he has no goals in life...〉

〈He looks normal...

His grades are normal...

Everything about him 'looks' normal,

except his heart... That has "shut off"〉

〈Also kind of rotten...〉

-School Gate- A wrought iron gate 3 meters wide and 2 meter high.

「Good morning~ you look good today. 」She said it with an innocent smile, a smile that would melt any boy's heart within the range of their sight.

(What's with your hair, learn to comb) Her face is innocent but her heart is the complete opposite of that... If her face is that of a goddess, her heart would be that of a devil...

「Hahaha, you too」She covered her mouth with her right hand that was white and slim and gave her a light laugh as to convey a feeling of embarrassment.

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(You are far from being close to me, bitch!)

The two girls were chatting outside the school gate, happily, not because of what they had said to each other but what they had thought inside.

『They are all just liars, people with two faces, but what's new... 』

〈Oh? I didn't mention it? He can read people's minds, or you can say, lies...〉

-In the classroom-

He sat on his seat in the last row closest to the window.

『I am sick of this... God... Please bring me somewhere fun... Ha... What am I thinking god is not even real...』

He said it in the corner of his mind, while he gaze out the window in the classroom, with a face of despair

「Hi~ Kuro~」

『Che, you again... What do you want. 』A voice with zero energy was voiced, a voice that would depress anyone that heard it.

「Would you be my friend, please~ you are the last person in this class that hasn't accepted me as a friend~ please~」She said with a puppy eyes... That disgust Kuro...

『No... Just go die already... Stop annoying me. 』Words that are supposed to have a strong voice behind, sounded like it was said by a 'almost dead' person.

「Wh-wha-what?! Hahaha! You are funny Kuro. 」She laugh it off like it was nothing.

(How dare you f**king say I should die! You should be the one that go die, you worthless dog)

『You too, dog. 』

(What? Did he hear my thoughts?)She was surprised by the reply Kuro gave, she thought that she had said her thoughts out loud.

『No, I didn't hear them.』 He replied to her with a cold stare

「Class settle down.」 The teacher came in, with his jet-black hair comb to the side neatly , wearing a dark brown blazer with a white shirt and dark red necktie inside.

「Okay...Talk to you later... 」She went back to her seat, creeped out.

『She is our class rap if I'm not wrong...

But she disgust me, especially with her act, acting friendly with everyone around her, but cursing them deep inside. If only I can get rid of her from this world...』He that said in the corner of his mine basically to himself with a face of disgust.