YUKI NAKAHARA HAS BEEN CHOSEN FOR EXECUTION…
COMMENCING EXECUTION: “DO YOU SEE THE STARS? THEY’RE FALLING.”
The screen flickers on as usual, the screen taking a moment to flicker, before it presented a dim… area. No, this wasn’t just a simple place, it was… a city, with a cloaked figure seeming to be absentmindedly standing on the sidewalk, a hand carefully slid in their pocket. Upon the camera zooming in, it was notable that this figure was the one that was condemned this trial, before looking up towards the sky.
The stars, they finally got to see them for once.
But they were fake, and they knew that. The sound of sirens interrupted them in no time, making them turn their head towards the noise.
And so it begins. A chase. Nakahara seems to release a hook from their coat, latching it on top of a building before propelling them upwards to the top, with gunshots resonating through the city. It seems the police have arrived to wreck Nakahara’s shit! Well, they seemed to be a few seconds too late, and the chase is on! Jumping from building to building, they narrowly miss bullets shot at them with their stunts, a few of them grazing them as they sprint away.
Of course, they realize that they had weapons equipped on them, so they started shooting back, while jumping around. It was fitting, and too much exercise in all honesty. This was probably a delivery gone horribly wrong, or maybe it’s mocking some anime. Wow, wouldn’t that be a hoot?
And there was the anime reference. They stopped for a brief second before they started to pick up speed once more. That wasn’t even their name, why did they stop in response of that? Whatever, at least the sound of their guns running out of ammunition, and the gunshots ceasing by the time they lept to another building was satisfactory enough to appropriately slow down.
Eventually, they jump down onto emergency stairs in an alleyway, and speeds down the stairs, only to land on the ground. Upon landing, they notice a car skidding to a stop, with the passenger door flinging open by… a kid? At least, that’s what they could see. The kid sprints away from the car, only to pass by Nakahara, and trip, revealing that the kid had… a gun?
A man walks out of the car, barking out orders in Mandarin. There doesn’t seem to be a response from Nakahara, but a fluid motion of them picking up the kid’s gun, and shooting the man once, twice, three times, they’ve lost count at this point, without hesitation. After that, they grab the kid and sprinted in the opposite direction, their expression as blank as a piece of paper.
(This kid looked awfully similar to them, no?)
Of course, they didn’t expect the ground below them to go ahead and crumble for the both of them, having them fall and fall…
“I don’t want to do this! I don’t want to do this, Uncle. Please, why are you doing this? Why did you–”
…And eventually, they hit the floor. It felt like they’ve been falling forever, but the landing wasn’t that bad. Actually, they took that back at the movement of one of their limbs, still continuing to show no change in expression as they got up from where they were laying, only to look up. Well, that was a thing, wasn’t it?
They instantly rolled off the contraption before it shut together, the spikes on the slate being a huge indicator for them to get out of there. They’d be shocked at the failed attempt on the murder if it weren’t for the fact that they didn’t really care. Standing straight up from where they were, they found themself to be in… an abandoned ballroom?
Now this was turning a way that they didn’t expect.
Standing in the middle was… someone in a labcoat, with shades on their face, and notably red eyes underneath them. Her eyes were towards where Nakahara stood, and extended her hand out, only for Nakahara to walk forwards and grab with their own hand. At this point, it was futile! They knew who this person was, and they knew that they wouldn’t survive this ordeal.
With that, the two started to slow dance together, a jazzy tune replacing the music from before to match the dance. Of course, this dance wasn’t going to last for a long time, but for now, the dance was a nice introduction to their demise. At least, if it didn’t concern with someone close to them.
“Yasuna,” they started to say. “It’s been a while.”
“Yuki… I never really forgot about you.”
Their steps were close and careful, and in return, her steps were awkward and uncalculated, her posture timid and reserved. Stuff like this wanted them to go ahead and kick the person away from them, but yet, they continued dancing, even going as far as to dip the other person. What a dance!
(It made them sick, it made them so, so sick. Their hands shook slightly, and their expression was twitching slightly. Stop this, stop this, stop, STOP!!)
Those words almost make them want to go ahead and stain their hands again.
Of course, it was cut off short when Nakahara felt a sharp pain on their arm, making them stop midway, and merely glancing over to the dart that was shot in their arm. From the angle, it must have been someone within the shadows. Eventually, they weakly collapsed to their knees, falling out of Yasuna’s arms.
Oh, wow, were they injected with poison? Human bodies were so fragile like that, weren’t they? Their vision blurred and sharped repeatedly, and they could feel a burning sensation in their arm. Yet, they felt apathy at their oncoming death merely making them look almost really bored that they’ve been poisoned.
They felt themself being gently laid on the floor by the time they’ve come back from their thoughts, making them almost want to cringe. If they had the strength for it, that is. Feeling their head in someone’s lap, they blankly look up at the person, a hand slowly reaching up to place around the other’s neck.
Of course, they planned to strangle that person to death if they didn’t have the lack of strength that they had. Their hand simply dropped from the person’s neck, and they slowly, but surely, continued to die slowly, and painfully. They didn’t know what kind of poison was used, but they were becoming increasingly drowsy. Maybe this was just a tranquilizer to go ahead and sleep during the actual execution.
They gave out a brief laugh at the thought of death approaching them closer and closer. It soon became fainter and fainter, and their expression reverted back to their apathetic look. It suited them better, to go ahead and die like that. Ha ha. Wasn’t it hilarious?
“I… never thought the last person I’d… see before I die… is… you.”
With that, they closed their eyes, and went silent.
Tears dropped on Nakahara’s cheek with Yasuna’s hand gently placed on their forehead, and the whole room starts crumbling down on the both of them. It starts with the stairs, and then the ceiling, following with the floor. This was an execution after all!
When the ceiling is about to hit them, you could have sworn that you saw a smile on the girl’s face before the screen flickered back off.
YUKI NAKAHARA, SHSL PIZZA DELIVERY BOY HAS BEEN EXECUTED.
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