"Onee-chan! Wait up!" A girl with her (H/C) hair in pigtails yelled as she ran after an older girl with the same color hair only it was down.

"(Y/N)-chan! You're just too slow!" The older girl teased and giggled as she saw her younger sister pout.

"It's not my fault I'm slow! I'm only thirteen!" (Y/N) whined.

"Nuh-huh! You're fourteen today!" The older girl said with a smile.

The younger girl blinked. "I totally forgot today was my birthday!" She whined and opened the door to the car.

"How could you forget your own birthday, silly?" The older girl giggled as she climbed in the car after her sister.

"Now now, Fuyuka, (Y/N), stop teasing each other." Their mother spoke as she got in the car.

"Hai!" The two girls spoke in sync before giggling to themselves.

~

After going to the park, Fuyuka and (Y/N) were waiting for Fuyuka's boyfriend, Asahina Iori, at the gates of their middle school.

"Onee-chan! Onee-chan! When is Iori-senpai going to be here?" The younger girl tugged on the sleeve of her sister.

"Now now. (Y/N)-chan, good things come to those who wait." The older girl said with a smile.

"Iori-senpai!" (Y/N) yelled, running up to her senior who was running towards them.

"(Y/N)-chan! Be careful!" Fuyuka yelled before running up behind the girl, seeing the car about to hit her sister.

"Huh? Onee-chan?" The girl swirled her head just in time to be pushed out of the way by her older sister who wore a smile.

"Take care of him for me." The older girl mouthed before being hit by the car.

"No...No!" The younger girl yelled,scrambling over to her sister on her hands and knees. She kneeled down and held her sister close to her. She knew Fuyuka was dead.

"Fuyuka-nee... I love you..." The young girl cried and held her sister's dead body close.

The silver haired boy stood in the position he had been for a while. He knew it wasn't exactly (Y/N)'s fault for the death of his girlfriend, but he couldn't help but blame her.

The police and ambulance came, Iori not able to move from where he was.

(Y/N) and her parents stood side by side, mourning over the dead girl.

When Fuyuka had pushed (Y/N) out of the way she had hit the sidewalk and didn't even realize the deep cut she had gotten on her head from hitting a rock on the ground.

(Y/N) wept and didn't leave her house for days. She didn't eat, drink, move, or sleep. All she did was cry.

She blamed herself and she knew that her senpai, the man both her and her sister loved, would hate her.

~

Iori was depressed and felt guilty. He hadn't heard from the younger girl in days and was worried she had died too, like her sister had.

His brothers finally got him to leave the house and to go see the blossoming cherry trees after the winter had ended.

A girl with (H/L) (H/C) hair sat under a tree, drawing her older sister. She was trying not to cry. Her hair no longer was in the pigtails she had always worn.

Iori saw the girl and was relieved to see she was alive, but she wouldn't look up from the picture she was drawing. He just walked away and spent time with his family.

(Y/N) knew he was there, but couldn't bring herself to look at him, afraid he'd be enraged to see her alive and well. But she wasn't. She wasn't alive and well, she was dead inside and sickly. Not eating or drinking or sleeping took a toll on the girl's body.

She didn't care...

Her parents tried to help her, but they too were devastated, leaving her in the care of her aunt as they left The country, trying to forget their eldest daughter and their youngest who was the carbon copy of her.

~

A week, two weeks, three weeks. She never showed up. Iori was worried for the girl. After he saw her in the park, she never came to school. Non of her friends had heard from her either.

A part of the male still felt that it was (Y/N)'s fault for his girlfriend's death...

Fourth week, (Y/N) came in. She had bags under her eyes and was deathly pale. She talked to no one but the teachers. All she did was schoolwork and draw.

That night, when Iori was walking home from school, he saw the young girl sitting on a park bench, staring at the sky with tears streaming down her cheeks. He approached her but she turned away.

"I'm sorry you have to see me this way. I'll be going now." The girl spoke in a whisper. She tried to walk away but he grabbed her wrist and turned her around. It was then he saw how horrible she looked.

(Y/N)'s (H/L) (H/C) hair was all knotted. Her (E/C) eyes were dull and red from crying. Her (s/t) cheeks were slightly pink from sobbing. There was a cut on her forehead underneath her bangs. It was then that he remembered she fell to the ground after Fuyuka has pushed her out of the way.

"It's ugly, right?" Her whisper seemed to float away in the wind.

"What happened?" His concerned voice shocked the girl.

"I thought...you hated me... Why do you care?" The girl shook away from his grasp and hugged herself.

"Why would I hate you?" Iori asked and (Y/N) moved her head to look at him.

"I killed her. It's my fault." Tears threatened to fall down her cheeks again.

"It wasn't." He seemed unsure as he spoke and he hoped the girl didn't pick it up. She did.

"It's non of your concern!" The girl went to run away again when she heard a thud. She turned her head to see the passed out male on the ground.

(Y/N) gasped and ran to his side. She tried to pick him up but failed. So, instead, she took his phone, seeing messages from his brothers on the screen and texting the first one, telling them of his location.

She waited a bit until she saw a familiar car, so she hid and watched as one of Iori's brothers helped him into the car, worrying over him.