super-high-school-level-optimist:
shit can you imagine being fukawa and having your first crush on a boy and maybe you go on a date or maybe you just see him across the street and you smile to yourself but
you have a cold and you sneeze and when you wake up there’s blood everywhere and there’s the boy you like and he’s dead and there’s blood on you too and you killed him and maybe you’re only thirteen or eleven or something but you just killed this boy and you don’t know how or why and
maybe finding out comes later when you find notes around the house written to you in your handwriting and more people are turning up dead and it’s you
you’re killing them
goddamn no wonder she pushes people away