The supermoon was down...

"Where the heck is he going?", Kyo looked outside the window in astonishment, as Kanako rushed out.

"He isn't the type of person to skip school...", Kyo added.

Rushing back to the small island, his hometown, he sprinted towards the rusted bridge, if by any chance she was there.

Under the sunny day, there was no sign of the supermoon. It was a sense of relief. But something inside his heart scared him. It was hisgut feeling.

"Should I go to her house?", he wondered.

"But going to a girls house uninvited is....", his thoughts came in.

"I have an idea.", he said as he hurriedly opened his bag, taking the newly printed pictures of their date. Don't ask him why he is keeping those photos in his backpack.

"I will use these as excuse.", he ran again with a new destination, with the pictures in his hand.

He slowed down as he reached her house. He didn't want to seem like he was on a hurry, for some reason.

Standing in front of her house, he remembered that time when Ayane offered him hot chocolate to drink. Ringing the doorbell, he waited.

And waited...

And waited...

There was no answer.

He rang it again. Still there was no answer.

"Maybe she did go onto a family trip after all. I was worrying for no reason.", he sighed a big sense of relief, supporting himself on the side of the door, exhausted.

"Maybe I am delusional. What is happening to me...", he looked at the pictures, as he was denying his love.

All that running was bound to make him exhausted. Firstly running to school then running all the was back. It was making him a bit dizzy, but it was tolerable. But his brain did something of a mini restart which caused him to lose balance.

Unconsciously looking of support, his hands gripped the door knob, and twisted it.

"It... unlocked...?"

"Should I look inside?", he asked to himself.

"No no. What kind of person looks inside a girls house when shes not home. Thats basically stalking!"

"But I can't tell her that her doors unlocked... I wish I had the contact information."

Curiosity got the besto of him. As he couldn't but open the unlocked door.

His joyful expression soon stumbled, shocked and confused. Hs eyes widened to the maximum extent and his pupils contracted. His eyebrows curled up and the photos in his hand fell on the ground, scattering onto the floor.

The same blonde hair, the same yellow pupils, the same aspiration,

The same person that he cared so much about, was on the ground, with tear marks down her soft cheeks. As she opened her blank eyes, stared at him for a couple of seconds, before passing out again.

It was the same bruise on her arm, but more intense. It was the same expression like that night... but more intense...

"Who did this to her...", Kanako's hand shivered out of rage, and his mind couldn't forgive himself for not knowing about all these that happened, as he clicked his tongue.

The supermoon was down...