Once Takuya and I were finally dressed, we left his house and headed off to school, however, as I was walking onwards, I started to get that awful feelings again. That feeling I got when I first started this school. The feeling that someone was watching. Like an evil presence. Although, I knew Takuya's brother was dead, so it wasn't him. So what was it?

I glance over to Takuya to see his eyes starring down at me from under his hood and once he notices my glance, he chuckles , grabbing my hand and holding it tightly like you would usually see couples do. So, does that mean Takuya and I are a couple now? After what happened last night?

I stare down to our holding hands, causing him to grip more as he must of noticed me looking.

"Is something wrong ?" He asked with a Low, stern yet calm voice. So deep it would make my heart melt - which it did.

"Nothing's wrong. I was just wondering. - I wanted to know what-"

"You are mine of course." He interrupts as if he knew what I was going to say. I just smile and blush as the school gates grow in our view.

As we head into the school, walking towards the lockers, we see a group of people, huddling in a circle as they talk loudly. To which sounded like questions?

"Are you okay?!"

"What was it like in there?!"

"Why do your hair white?!"

"Yeah why is it white? And short? It used to be beautifully brown and long!"

"What happened to your arms and legs?! Did they hurt you?!" Were only some of the things I could hear.

Everything else sounded like mumbles and were spoken too fast for me to pick up. As we draw closer, the figure of a girl standing in the huddle comes clearer. All the way until she became perfectly clear and easy to see.

"Asumi?!" I smile to see my friend was back. I see her eye poke between people before she suddenly bursts through and leaps on me, hugging me tightly. Takuya instantly letting go of my hand and staring at Asumi with pure jealousy.

"[Name]! I missed you!"

"I missed you too Asumi! But what happened?"

She sighed after my question, I guess she heard it enough for the group of people surrounding behind her.

"Sorry.." I mumble as I lower my head.

She grabs my wrist and runs as she drags me into an empty classroom, shutting the door. Leaving Takuya and the crowd behind.

"[Name]. My life was awful in there. I had to leave!"

"I thought you were there to seek aid Asumi! They were going to help?"

"Their methods don't work! It's like they're living in the old days! They use torture as a source of treatment."

"What do you mean!"

"They tortured you?! What?!"

"Yes. That's why my hair is white and short..

They used to hit me and cut me, trying to bring me back to sanity. They even tried electrocution methods to shock me back to my senses.

It was so painful. Sometimes, they wouldn't even help me with my wounds, I used to sit there, bleeding and crying in pain but nobody would help me. That was no clinic , it was hell.

I was so scared and full of pain that my hair changed over time and some of it fell out. That's why it is short and white [Name]."

I lower my head in shame as I sigh for my friend. I raise my head and lift my hand to place on her shoulder as comfort, but as soon as I do, she flinches and pulls away from my hand. But she soon realises it was me as her eyes widen.

"I'm sorry [Name]. Whenever I'm touched, it just reminds me of that place.

But it seems I'm not safe anywhere. Everywhere I go there's death."

I stare at her with confusion. She must be talking about her sister still? Does she see her dead spirit?

"What do you mean? Your sister?"

Her eyebrows bend into a confusing look before she shakes her head.

"No, not anymore. But there has been a recent death. Here, read this."

She says as she hands me a newspaper article out of her bag. Tears instantly fill my eyes as I read through.

I couldn't bring myself to finish as I had already started crying. No, no! Not Haru. Not him too! Please no!