-Chapter 1-

just over the pedestrian bridge at South exit of Shibuya station. In on of the dark corners of Sakura Dori Street, a teenager lies bleeding heavily. The street is currently filled with people, as it's nice tourist place where people can enjoy the beauty of the cherry blossoms at night, But no one attempted to help the dying teenager, as no one knew his current state.

He was hidden by the large and wide trash can, He lies on the cold ground, unable to move and enduring the painful strike of the wound on his chest.

He had been there for almost five minutes already. He remembered the earlier events before he was thrown out of this place and died.

On his wag home after buying groceries, Akira witness a grandma getting robbed in a dark corner if the street.

And because it's night and people are busy doing there things. Akira is the only one who saw it. A frown formed on his delicate face.

He actually hated people, but he still respect the elders.

An inaudible sign left his mouth. The robber started running, and he immediately followed him. Seeing the robber enter the dark corner, he entered to without any thought.

only regretting it when a painful feeling gauded in his chest.

He held the wrist of the person holding the knife tht was now on his chest, deeply craving it.

His eyes glinted dangerously at his attacker.

The robber seems to realize that he just stabbed someone and that someone was only a high school student, thus widening his eyes, He took a few steps backward. He let go of his hold on the knife.

Akira also let go of the robbers wrist a nd looked down to stare at the knife on his chest, His lips tugged upward, forming a smirk.

This is why he hates people.

They are greedy, two-faced, and foolish idiots. People only love themselves but still act like they care for others.

Akira looks up:he slowly takes a step forward while the robber continues to step backwards.

He reached out to the man's shoulder and shoved him into the wall, using his remaining strength.

After cornering the man, Akira went closer to him and said in whisper, "You killed me. You regret it, but it's not to late. Repent for everything you did wrong. That's the only thing you can do to make up for your sin of killing me. "

Akira smiled when he saw the emotions reflecting I'm the man's eyes.

It was a lot.

But the overwhelming guilt and determination seem to be dominant. The robber nodded his head slowly and stared to mutter words for an apology.

Akira can only move away from him and seeks a place where he can lay. Looking around, he found two larde trash cans. He went there nd slowly laid down.

His body went dumb in n instant, as if it were waiting for his body to collapse. He lay down on the cold ground, unable to move anymore.

The robber went to his side, still apologizing, He even saw him crying and muttering something that he couldn't even catch on anymore.

He looked up at the man.

He wants him to disappear from his sight. The robber seems to understand him as he reluctantly runs away from Akira.

Akira sighed. The extreme pain was rushing over him, spreading to torment him.

He closed his eyes, waiting for his final ending.

He had been waiting for his end his entire life. He felt glad that it was happening, but it's kind if annoying that being accidentally murdered was the reason for his death.

A small, exhausting laugh left his mouth.

The sounds of cats meowing at his side were the last thing he heard before his breath was taken away.

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Or so he thought...

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Akira opened his eyes, only to close the. again as the extreme lighting dominated him.

He tried to sit down, Eyes remained closed.

Slowly, he opened his eyes once again and tried to focus them.

He rubbed his eyes and yawned.

Several grasp were heard, alerting the now awakening Akira.

He immediately turned around. And was welcomed by the sight of the two maids looking at him with their eyes buth openly wide.

Akira frowned. He unconsciously began to observe the outfit of the two maids, Ignoring their surprise expressions.

Still not satisfied, he looked around and stared blankly at the fancy, European-styled room. Anyone who wakes up to this kind of sight will be mesmerized. But Akira once thought that he must be in heaven, but seeing everything, he was foolish to think that.

No way the heavens have this kind of stupid style room and the foolish idea of welcoming a soul while wearing maid outfits.

"Y-young master! "

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"The young Master has woken up! "

The maids shouted and hastily exited the room. And Akira was left alone.

He felt weak but still left the bed and wanted around the room to find a mirror. After thinking through every possible reason, he was left with the idea of 'reincarnation'.

He concluded that he got reincarnated somehow, which left a bitter feeling in his gut.

Walking in front of the mirror. Akira's frown deepened. What was reflected in the mirror was the image of his past self, but with more mature features.

Everything was the same. His eyes were heterochromantic, whereas his other eye was colored purple and the other way colored pink.The shape of his face also remained, but did the maturity of his face make him more attractive and overwhelming beautiful?

Then a smirk was reflected in the mirror.

Akira turned around , and the enticing white curtains hovering on the entrance door towards the balcony mouth.

What he is currently seeing is something he is not ready for. On the balcony he was on, you could see the grandiose garden filled with different kinds of breathtaking flowers. It was even dancing through the cold breezes, adding to its beautiful course.

Akira, who now seemed more composed, smiled . He sat down at the railing of the balcony, balancing himself so as not to fall off. He tucked his messy bangs behind his ear happily. Letting his pink purple eyes be in sight.

He feels so

Free...

and filled with warmth.

"not bad, " he thought.

Continuing to enjoy the view presented to him, Akira didn't notice the multiple people entering the room.

Not seeing the sick man in the bed, the guest walked in the direction of the balcony. They remind silent;even when they grabbed the white curtain, no sound was made. Then, their undivided attention was captured by the sight of Akira sitting at the edge of the railing, quietly and peaceful looking at the garden.

Six pairs of eyes dilated in surprise. Different eyes displayed different emotions.

One seems surprised.

One seems amused.

One seems bewildered.

One seems confused.

One was somewhat panicked.

While the last guy seems to adore the view

"... Aki? "

The fifth man, the one panicking, quickly went to grab Akira, surprising the latter.

Akira, who was now looking at the man, But he then caught sigth of the other familiar faces, all standing at the entrance of the balcony.

Upon taking a long stare at the men's faces, Akira seemed surprised;his body went cold in an instant.

'No way! They are! '

He took a few steps backward. His usual calm and collected face was distorted into somewhat frightened look, surprising the other accupants.

"...A-aki... did you just---"

The man didn't continue and just bit his lips. His lavender pair of eyes, which are kind of similar to Akira's purple ones, are now filled with an unexplainable coldness that is somewhat mixed with sadness.

And Akira chose to ignore them when immense pain rushed through his head like a natural disaster.

'... Argh!... it hurts! '

Akira fell down on the cold floor of the balcony, followed by several yelling and concern shouts from the others. He tried to calm himself, trying to ease the immense headache, but unfortunately, it worsened the pain he was feeling when unfamiliar memories forced their way through his numbing head.

Akira felt it w hen someone grabbed and carried him. Having no time to feel embarrassed, he reached out to the guy, encircling his hands around the other's neck, and rested his head on his shoulders.

"It hurts, " he mutters weakly.

"You'll be fine... "

The man responded in a whisper. Akira tried to look up, wanting to take a look at the person carrying him and making him feel so secure in his arms. Yet again, he wasn't able to—because of the headache, his sight was blocked temporarily.

"T-thank you... "

Akira uttered it with a weak voice and closed his eyes. He then let himself succumb to the darkness. He felt asleep peacefully while the surrounding area remained in chaos.

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