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Today he might lose his family.
Yuuichirou sits in the ER waiting rooms, eyes dissonant. The initial rush of fury had worn off and now he only feels terror.
He doesn’t want to ever be alone. Already, the emptiness is crushing without anyone and the tears are coming back and-
Everyone’s dead.
Everyone’s dead and right now Mikaela is in surgery and oh god he could die too.
He feels alone. It’s confusing, being surrounded by smiles and family to hoping just one of them would survive. They’re the only ones who made it out.
He’s 12.
It hurts.
Looking blankly as an oxygen mask was fitted over his face, he submitted to the pain. Allowed the tears to gather. Almost wanted to die.
It’s hard to be strong.
Yuu-chan.
The car rolls up to a quiet cemetery hooded by trees.
Mechanically, Shinoa allowed the driver to open the door, exited the vehicle, and wandered.
There.
It was a quiet grave, the words Hiiragi Shinya embellished in gold making her eyes glaze over.
She set down a bouquet of flowers, lit the incense, and crumpled on the ground.
“Nee-san… I’m so tired.”
Living is hard.