(Karmas pov)

"Class, this is our new student Akabane."

"U-uhm...C-could I got by my first name...?"

"Oh? Yes Obvcourse! Okay, who wants to volunteer to be Karma-kuns buddy for the day?"

"M-me...!"

"Ah, Nagisa-kun! Thank you."

A blue haired boy had raised his hand.

"Alright then, Nagisa-kun and Karma-kun are now friends. Go sit next to Nagisa-kun Karma-kun."

"M-mhm..."

"So...Karma-kun, W-what do you like to do?"

"I-i...I like video games..."

"AH! ME TOO!!"

Such a smile should be illegal...

"Why don't we play video games after school?"

"O-okay..."

"Wow, you've beat me 7 times in a row Karma-kun. YOU'RE JUST THAT GOOD!!!"

He's loud...

"We should hang out more!!"

Loud is okay...

Eventually that energy and optomistic attitude rubbed of on me.

So one day we were just sitting there eating in the school cafeteria.

"Nagisa-kun!!! I FINALLY SAVED UP ENOUGH MONEY!!! We can go see sonic ninja!!"

"Oh...That's...nice..."

"W-whats wrong...?"

"I-its...its nothing...just..."

"Hey...Why are you lying to me-"

"Shut up...I said it's nothing..."

"...O-okay..."

(Nagisas pov)

It was something...

"Nagisa? Why are you home so late?"

"...School stuff..."

"OH? Like?"

"Just...studying...so I can make you proud..."

"Oh? Or have you been hanging out with that boy again?!"

"N-no...I don't know why it matters..."

"Because, in order for you to get into a good high school, then college, and get hired by a big company, you can't afford friends, or distractions. All you need to focus on is studying, and keeping your grades up!"

"Okay..."

But I didn't listen...

"Nagisa-kun! Let's go see that movie after school today??"

There's no way I'm letting my one friend...slip away from me...

"Yeah!!"

So we went to the movies.

It's the usual, two 12 year old boys going to see a super hero movie together.

"Woah! Look he's like a ninja! So fast!!"

"Another late night studying Nagisa-kun?"

"Y-yeah..."

"You lying brat!"

That's when the physical abuse started.

At first it wasn't scary, but once my dad left I came into reality of what was going on.

And soon, Karma caught on aswell.

"Nagisa-kun, what's wrong with you lately?"

"I-its all my fault...I shouldn't have...It's my fault that my dad left...my fault that my mom's..."

"Nagisa...Shh..."

"B-but..."

"It will never be your fault..."

Honestly, the best and closest friendship I had ever experienced...

He was there for me...He would listen...He wouldn't judge me...He would stand by me even if I was in the wrong.

That's all I could ever ask for in a friend...

Best of all, he always told me the truth.

"...Have you ever heard of MPD...?"

I was thankful he finally decided to tell me. Although I already knew, I felt somewhat special knowing first hand.

(Karmas pov)

It had been sometime...

"We can be eachothers special people"

Since...

"As long as we wear theese rings, okay?"

I first fell in love with him...

Obvcourse, nothing last forever.

We were playing tag in the usual place. A calm, and rarely busy side walk.

There was a gate on the street, it led to a big field, full of trees.

But playing tag in trees was very difficult, so we would often just stick to the side walk, and the road.

"Tag! You're it Nagisa!!"

"Oh! I'm gonna get you!!"

"You can try!!!"

I didn't notice that I had ran into the middle of the road. Not that I would've taken a second glance if I did notice.

This street was never busy, so why did it matter?

"GOTCHA!" He grabbed both my hands intertwining our fingers, swinging our arms.

"Oh, I've been caught!!"

"Haha!!"

"Whatever sha'll I doooo!!"

"Give up and accept defeat!!"

"Nevvvaaa!!!!"

Suddenly a loud honk interupted our laughter.

A giant out of control truck!

HONK! HONK!

It all happened so fast-

"KARMA!!!!!" Two small hands pushed my stomach, sending me to the other side of the side walk.

My head smashed against the path, and that's when everything started going blurry.

WAIT?! WHAT'S GOING ON!!!

I saw a truck, and a man jumping out of it, rushing to the side.

By now my vision and thoughts were going a little hazzy .

People started flooding from houses to see the damage.

Men and women surrounded me trying to talk to me, but I could see the truck still.

I could see the truck driver and others, pulling a boy from under the truck, blood covering the side walk.

That's when I blacked out.

The next time I woke up was to a bright white light.

"DOCTOR! QUICK WE NEED TO GET THE BRAIN SCANS!"

"HOW ARE HIS WOUNDS?!"

"DOCTOR HURRY!! THE OTHER BOY! WE'RE LOOSING HIM!!"

So much noise.

To loud...

Loud is bad...

"Will he be alright?..."

"Yes, although we think the head trauma could have some long term affects on his...ahem...issues."

"Is it going to make him even more defective?"

That stone cold, horrifying voice of my own mother.

"As I said Ma'am, only time will tell. We do advise that if anything does happen to do with his disorder, he should take theese."

"Alright. Thank you doctor."

"M-mommy?..."

"Oh, you aren't dead? Darling! It's awake!!"

"Oh, welcome back then. Thank you for causing us more problems idiot."

They say such cruel things with a smile.

When I finally got released home, I noticed a change in my parents behavior.

They had always disliked me but...this was just...

"YOU STUPID CHILD! COSTING US SO MUCH MONEY! SO MANY EXPENSES! IF IT WAS OUR DECISION WE WOULD'VE JUST LET YOU DIE ON THAT SIDE WALK YOU DEFECTIVE AND EMBARRASSING CHILD."

"T-THAT HURTS STOP!!"

She use to get a plank of wood, and hit me with it until I either blacked out, or collapsed in pain.

My father wasnt going to stop her...

My father loved my mother, so...

He had his own reasons to hate me.

"YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO THIS FAMILY! YOUR MOTHER WANTED A NORMAL CHILD! I CAN'T STAND TO SEE MY WIFE SUFFERING WHENEVER SHE REMEBERS THE HORRIBLE STATE YOU WERE BORN IN!!! SHE CAN'T EVEN STAND TO SEE YOUR DISSAPOINTING FACE!!! YOU MAKE HER SICK!!!"

I was alone now...

My parents did nothing to help me forget the past, they would bring it up regularly.

Eventually, I noticed another change within myself.

My personality of whom i use to be at peace with, started going crazy, started obsessing over something.

It was horrifying, and painful.
Like I was scratching my own eyes out, yanking at my own skin.

"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!!!"

I turned 16. Most kids would have a big party, or maybe go out to a friends.

Not me. My suprise for my 16th birthday, was that my parents were gone.

The entire house was empty, abandoned.

Not a note. Nothing.

Did they think I'd forget.

I still remember thoose horrible faces of theirs, thoose disgusting voices.

In my eyes, everything wrong with me, is their fault.

(Nagisas pov)

I was in hospital for weeks, maybe even months.

My mother was furious.

"HE NEEDS TO ATTEND SCHOOL!!" she would yell at the doctors. "HE HAS A FUTURE!!"

"MISS. SHIOTA! HE IS A CHILD. YOU NEED TO STOP PUSHING YOUR DELUSIONS ONTO HIM AND LET HIM HEAL! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW BIG OF A DEAL THIS IS! HE COULD'VE DIED!!...Please, for his health..."

Long story short, I got out of the hospital on my 15th birthday.

At the time, I had no memories.

Eventually the gaps started filling in, using news papers, and reports of the incidents, I managed to remember.

All but one thing that the news wasn't aloud to reveal.

The name...

I tried not to dwell on the past.

I tried to forget, and just be great full I was still alive.

And that's how I lived the rest of my life.

Until a single day, that fate would change everything.

"A C!!! YOU GOT A C ON YOUR COLLEGE APPLICATION TEST!! THAT'S NOT HIGH ENOUGH!! YOU NEEDED AN A AT LEAST!! GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE!!! I KNEW YOU WERE DESTINED FOR FAILURE!!"

"M-mom..."

"GET OUT! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOUR DISGUSTING FACE!!"

And coincidently that was the day, when I was roaming the streets, that I was kidnapped.

This entire experience has been a journey...

I find it hard to belive that it's over yet...

Full backstory done!! Now everyone knows what happened.

Honestly I'm proud of this storyline. I like the depth.

Eh bai.