✕Alarm sound✕
"Ah…"
"Turn off the alarm, why do you set it if you're not going to wake up to its sound…"
The alarm sound was coming from my older sister's phone.
⇠The same person who wanted to kick me out and my bed in the previous chapter, and her name is Lily by the way!
"I don't understand why you set it in the first place, dad wakes us up every day."
(Anyway, I should get ready for school…ah, I don't want to go…)
My routine is very simple!
*Wake up at 7:00 and sometimes 4:00 AM if I have an exam!!
*I eat breakfast and after that I brush my teeth!
*I wear my clothes and leave the house late, me and my sister!
(Confident that the gatekeeper will let us out of pity only…)
Lily:"Hurry up Datura if they close the door in our faces you're the reason!"
I am Datura, a strange name I know!
Datura:"How am I the reason?! You're the one who stood in front of the mirror for an hour!"
↜Daily routine before going out don't care about it~
Datura:"Huff, huff, I'm not good at sports so I always escape from it!!"
Lily:"You should be grateful, I give you free training to escape from monsters."
Datura:"Huff, huff, from this monster with the empty life who will run after me!!"
In addition to my psychological illnesses that I should go to the nearest insane hospital for, I remembered that I didn't know myself!
↶Your talk is enough and more to take you to the insane hospital↷
I continued walking while talking to myself like a crazy person.
I am Datura!
An ordinary student in the first year of high school, everyone thinks I'm good at studying even though I don't study much.
Datura:(Maybe because I have grades close to excellent?)
And if you ask me about my secret~
It's just wake up before the rooster then everything will become easier.
I live a model life closer to a background character in a romantic story, from home to school and from school to home, I don't go out much because walking for a long time is tiring.
Datura:(Maybe that's why I look like corpses and pant after walking just two steps…)
I avoid problems as much as possible, I hate dealing with new people because it's embarrassing.
Datura:(For me anything besides breathing is embarrassing.)
Lily:"Your favorite bus driver arrived~"
Datura:"Aggh…"
I don't have a specific reason that makes me hate that bus driver, I just hate him, but what can I do, he's the only available one.
⇜We cut the period of talking to ourselves like crazy people and instead show you a paragraph of cursing the stupid bus driver.
Anyway~
I have certain people I deal with daily even though I still can't remember how I met them…
I pushed the wooden classroom door with my hand.
☆Managed to enter before the school door closed by a second!
And this moves us to another topic!
My memory is one of the worst things you could ever see!
I find it difficult to remember the names of people in my class even.
A girl in the same class:"Good morning Datura."
Datura:"Oh, good morning!"
Datura:(Damn, I forgot her name! I hope I'm not in a situation that requires me to say it!)
After exchanging morning greetings with some people, I headed to my seat which was by the window at the back of the class.
Datura:(In short, the place where all anime characters sit, I don't know why I sit there even though I wear glasses.)
⇜I was embarrassed to ask to change my seat…
I sat on the desk and put my hands on my cheeks.
Random information: I have a habit of wandering my eyes around the place and as an extra bonus I'm good at remembering useless things well.
So I was counting the number of desks in our class.
There were fifteen pairs of desks divided into three rows, five pairs of desks in each row that would collapse if you just blew on them, but now at the last place by the side of the door…
There weren't two pairs of desks but one…
Datura:(Eh…Wasn't there a person sitting there, despite my bad memory but I remember how noisy he was.)
Datura:"Hey, Marina did the loud-mouthed person from our class move?"
⇠Marina is the girl who sits in front of me.
Marina:"Loud-mouthed person?"
Datura:"Yes, yes the person who used to sit there."
I pointed to the now-empty desk with my finger.
Marina:"But Datura, there wasn't a desk in that place in the first place."
Datura:"What?"
What do you mean there wasn't a desk in that place, I could swear that loud-mouth's voice is still ringing in my ears.
Datura:"What do you mean…?"
Marina:"I mean what I said, there wasn't a desk in that–"
Datura:"Haha! Come on Marina, the amnesia joke has become bad!"
Marina looked tense from my words as if she were watching a cheap play.
Marina:"But I'm not joking, I'm sure that desk was alone since the beginning of the school year…"
Datura:"H-haha…come on stop joking, his voice was so loud that it made me go deaf every time he spoke a letter…!"
I was laughing but inside I was just praying that she would stop this bad play of hers.
Marina who looked tired of me has run out of words.
Marina:"E-e sorry but I don't remember any of this…"
Datura:"Damn it…"
I couldn't bear the letters this fool was speaking so I stood up immediately and grabbed a poor girl by her hand so forcefully that my joints turned white as milk.
Datura:"H-hey, Mary…Marina is telling a very bad joke why don't we expose her together…?!"
The poor Mary who was close to being cursed by me spoke with tension.
Mary:"Hah, a joke…?"
No no don't start these cheap novel developments, say it's a joke and laugh only.
Datura:"Yes a joke! Marina is saying she doesn't know who the loud-mouthed person is! Tell her come on come on!"
I pulled Mary from behind to make her and Marina face to face.
Datura:"If you don't remember I'll describe him to you! He has orange hair and always wears the same black hoodie with fire marks on it! Oh and he also wears earrings in his ear to look cool…!!"
Mary continued to stare at Marina and Marina continued to stare at me without anyone uttering a word, only the smile that splits my face and their tense faces is what exists.
Then Mary spoke and said.
Mary:"Datura stop this joke this has become scary…"
Datura:"Yes yes tell her Mary that this is scary–"
I didn't stop because she was talking to me as if I were some kind of clown but because when I turned my head to the window I saw…
A person falling in front of me as if it were a suicide scene in a cheap drama, no it was a real suicide.
Yet none of the people who were in the class showed any expression as if they saw something expected, or as if they didn't even see it.
Marina continued talking and talking but I didn't pay attention or rather I didn't care, all I'm trying to do is absorb what happened in front of me, and finally the poor Mary slipped from me and I rushed toward the window to make sure, and only if I hadn't.
A shattered head colored red touches his feet due to his back bending when he fell and a little bit of bones coming out of the meat here and there, with red-colored bulging eyes that could pierce my soul, and a reversed leg next to the head and a hand where the leg should be and most importantly the red paint can that covers him and covers the ground, and despite my weak eyesight if I focus a little I can see the fire drawing on his black hoodie with a smile that reached and went beyond his ears.
For ten seconds I couldn't show any expression maybe fear turned into emptiness from its intensity, to start laughing like a crazy person afterwards and tears pouring from my face.
Datura:"Hahaha! There he is! There he is! The loud-mouthed person I saw him there he is!"
And for the second time I dragged the poor Mary by her hand but this time with Marina too toward the window to show them what she found as a child who found what his mother was looking for.
Datura:"He might look a little different with all these injuries but it's him!"
I put my left hand on the window and pointed with my right toward where the deformed loud-mouthed person was hiding, I waited for a reaction of crying, screaming, vomiting, even if it was laughter anything do anything!
But as they say the wind blows as the ships don't desire, right?
Mary went away after I let her go when I wanted to point at the deformed person under us, and said angrily.
Mary:"Damn it, I'm leaving from here you guys take your crazy jokes away from me."
And to add insult to injury the damn Marina opened her mouth
Marina:"D-Datura, are you sure that you…okay? Didn't you mix reality and dream right? Or are you tired? Do you want me to take you to the nurse's office?"
Everything that came out of these two fools' mouths seemed like a stupid joke. But why, why don't they seem like they're acting?
Did they take courses on "how to make your friend think she's crazy in five minutes" in their previous lives?
No this doesn't make sense, I'm sure there was a person sitting there and that he's under me here real from the sixth floor!
Stop pretending you care about me!
I'm not hallucinating, I'm not mixing dream and reality, I am I!!
Datura:(I can't breathe!)
Marina:"Hey, Datura! Datura! Are you okay?! Take a deep breath!!"
I tried to maintain my composure but I couldn't, I've always been told that acting doesn't suit me and it seems they were right.
Marina:"Someone call the teacher!!"
I know I look like a mental patient or like an eighth-grader with a syndrome, but this doesn't make sense!!!
How can you tell me that a whole person, a person who had knowledge I had never heard of before human and now fell in front of me as if he were a corrupted file!
No one remembers who he is, no one knows his name, even his desk disappeared from existence, even…even his body no one sees it but me…!
Datura:"Haha!, of course this didn't happen! The wind must have come and taken that dilapidated desk with it and on its way it dropped him from the roof like in dramas, right?!"
Datura:(Oh I feel like I'm going to vomit…)
Datura:"Bleeeeg!"
Marina:"Where is the teacher in the name of hell?!"
I kept staring at that sticky thing that came out of my mouth as if I just discovered the meaning of life.
Datura:(Hah? Is this my vomit? How disgusting.)
Honestly I felt curious about the expressions of people in the class so I raised my face a little without even wiping my mouth.
A row of desks separates us with empty stares as if watching a boring morning drama.
With black hair like the night in its blackness, long with broken and scattered layers and hair covering the forehead and extending to the neck, looks irregular and intentionally mismatched, wearing the uniform but without the suffocating blazer and instead a white wool blazer and it seems he usually opens the first two buttons of the shirt and doesn't tie the tie properly but he wears a black shirt with a collar covering his neck so I don't understand why you open your shirt if you wear a long collar shirt underneath? But honestly he was handsome.
Datura:(Ah, why am I flirting with a boy in my situation…?)
The boy continued to stare at me with his dark eyes with dark circles under them while putting a leg on his leg and his hand on his cheek as if about to fall asleep.
While everyone was surrounding me like ants that found a piece of sugar, he was the only one who kept watching from outside the theater and mumbling with his mouth like a spectator.
Datura:"Ah damn I'm not good at reading lips…"
And yes, I fainted…
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If I had to summarize my childhood in one word it would be.
"I don't remember."
My mom said I used to move from one hospital to another because my health would get worse whenever she took her eyes off me.
Since the time I cried on my birthday I haven't shed a single tear, yet I didn't smile either, she tried to play with me, tried to make me get to know new people but all of that failed.
She said once she dropped me while carrying me by mistake and yet I didn't even sigh…
While other children can form a useful sentence at age two, I didn't utter a single word until, but everything changed after the age of six, as if another soul took over my body where I started laughing and crying and hurting.
And when I think about it, it was the same time I played with Mr. Van Taplack…
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Datura:"Ah I feel like a drunkard at sixteen…"
My head hurts as if an axe pierced my skull, and the antiseptic smell is about to make me faint again, and amidst all this randomness I heard a voice.
???: "Datura!"
A voice soft as silk but also loud, a strange mixture but sweet, it was the voice of my childhood friend the only person I remember how I met her, she is…
Datura:"Emma?!"
Emma:"Yes it's me you fool! Didn't we agree that you would call me if you were going to faint?! Damn, you missed a great drama!"
Datura:(I should review my social relationships…)
Emma might seem like the uncaring type but she's kind, she always cared about me, she was like a duck and I like a chick, I don't know if this was bad luck or fate but despite studying in the same schools since kindergarten we never studied in the same classes.
She was with Marina in the same room, I'm sure she was with me even after I woke up because she felt responsible and guilty.
Marina:"Datura! What happened to you?! No, most importantly are you okay?!"
Well, I know fainting in front of you is worrying but this girl is exaggerating the situation when she deals with me as if I survived a truck collision.
Datura:(Wait, is she holding back her tears?!)
Datura:"A-I'm okay, wait don't cry…"
Emma put her hands on Marina's shoulders and spoke sarcastically.
Emma:"Come on girl save your tears for her funeral, she's still breathing and that's what matters!"
Datura:"Yes, yes I'm okay so there's no need to cry- wait did you kill me verbally now?"
The crying girl wiped her tears with the blanket cover though I don't think this is the healthiest thing in life but at least she finally stopped crying.
Marina:"But seriously Datura what happened to you…?"
Datura:"Hah?"
Marina:"I mean about that you called "the loud-mouthed person" who is he?"
Maybe because I just woke up a short while ago that this topic didn't come up again, but seriously I don't think Marina is the type who would continue the joke this far, especially after this free-paragraph crying.
Datura:(So maybe they really don't remember him…? So what am I supposed to do now? A whole living person no one but me remembers, what should I do?)
I was silent for five seconds without uttering a word but I decided to speak after that.
Datura:"Haha!! It was a joke!!"
Emma and Marina:"A joke?!"
Marina looked at me as if saying:"Damn, and what about my tears…?"
Even Emma looked surprised as if I had cursed her mother.
Datura:(Come on Emma not you either…)
Datura:"Haha…wasn't it funny…?"
Marina:"You want to convince me that you vomited on the floor and on my clothes and laughed like a crazy person and fainted because of a joke?"
Datura:"Wait did I vomit on you?!"
Marina stood up to show me her skirt which became a color I don't even know the name of, and the stupid Emma started laughing so hard that I can guarantee that all neighboring buildings heard her.
Datura:"I'm sorry!!! I'll buy you a new skirt!"
Datura:(Oh earth split and swallow me!!)
Marina:"K-k! It's okay I have another one at home the important thing is you're okay!! Also and because of you they canceled the English test, so it's okay."
Datura:"We had a test?!"
I could only clasp my hands and pray for the loud-mouthed sir I don't remember his name for mercy.
Datura:(Oh sir loud-mouthed even if everyone forgets you I will carve this sacrifice of yours in my heart!)
Marina:"Not because of you completely, just tried the English school student to throw himself from the balcony so she didn't come when we called her…"
Datura and Emma:"Tried to throw himself from the window?!"
This time we switched roles with Marina in the surprise paragraph because of two words.
Datura:"Oh my god is he still alive?!"
Emma:"Will we get a holiday and we won't if we do?!"
Datura:"Emma shut up."
Marina's face showed tension and she said.
Marina:"He's still alive but they say the injury is very serious especially and he's only six years old, they say he might have slipped into a coma…"
Datura:"Oh the poor I hope he wakes up, but at least he's still alive…"
Emma:"So will you get a holiday or not?!"
I'm sure this girl is crazy, we're saying here that a six-year-old boy fell from a sixth-floor balcony and maybe won't wake up and she's envying us for a holiday we might not even get?!
Datura:"Should I hit you to make you shut up…?"
Then a question came to my mind…
Datura:"Hey Marina, how did I get to the nurse's office I'm sure there were no boys in our class."
Marina:"Well, the class wasn't completely empty of boys but Emma rushed as soon as she heard that I had fainted, she was going to carry you but Aspen entered and carried you."
Marina:"Emma cursed him because of that…"
Then Marina was silent for a while but then she said with passion
Marina:"It was so romantic as if I were watching a school love drama!!"
But I don't think Emma shared the feeling.
Emma:"That bastard, when I saw him or once he looked like he would fall with one touch but he really carried you."
Datura:"I don't understand are you praising him or cursing him…"
But amidst all this I forgot the important question.
Datura:"Who is Aspen this in the first place?"