SEVEN

義郎
Yoshirou

11:53PM
Tuesday


They’re all gone.
18 storeys up.
Not so far.
The last few days had opened his eyes to it all, watching the life being sucked from his friends. Watching them disintegrate into the footpath.
He felt nothing.
They weren’t friends. There are no friends. Only him.
Alone.
As he jumped he knew nobody would catch him. Stop him.
And nobody would notice.