Our Denouement
When the World Crumbles - Chapter 6

..."We always knew that a breakup was coming, but how heavy it felt when it actually happened. Separated already, my heart breaks like dust. His presence left an imprint of untreatable hurt and suffering."...

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Kashika rolled on her bed, curled up on the wall. Her tears continued to seep onto her pillow, though she was determined not to make a sound. Kashika hugged her pillow tightly, hoping it was Yatsuki.

'dreams. This must be part of that nightmare, right?'

'All of this, not necessarily true, right?'

'That freak must be just trying to prank me, huh?'

Earlier, Kashika lay on her bed, exhausted after a long hot bath. Burning his face into the pillow, he felt he could get a decent rest. Suddenly, the phone by her bedside began to ring, loudly screeching and shocking Kashika of peaceful calm.

He clasped his phone with trembling hands and brought the phone closer to his ear.

"Hello, good night. I apologize profusely for interrupting her downtime but, is it true that I was talking to the closest person from Yatsuki Nayumi?"

Before Kashika could ask who the man was and why he called, a woman's voice preceded her by asking without warning. The words of the man were like lighting a fire in his heart, Kashika was confused by his sudden question, she felt strange.

"Yes, right. Who yeah?" The reply was quite clumsy, as it did not recognize who was on the other side.

"I'm sorry, I'm Dr. Tyamura´s. I'm calling to give you some sad news about Yatsuki." Said a woman who claimed to be a doctor in a doubtful tone. Kashika. Strange rants from the woman were like shocks that hit the silent seafront.

"Yatsuki, what happened to her? What exactly do you want to talk about? Please don't mess around, let alone try to trick me." Kashika's voice was heard replying with a high tone. He demands answers.

Kashika did not really understand what the "doctor" said until she explained that Yatsuki had died of Leukemia.

Suddenly, the air around his room felt like it was disappearing. Like she was running out of oxygen, Kashika felt as if her breathing had stopped. He began to realize what the call was about. When her worst fears are finally confirmed, Kashika is shocked but numb. He could not let out a word, except for the words of denial that came out of his mouth as his vision blurred as tears slowly flowed towards his chafed cheeks. His heart seemed to be shattered with a burden so heavy that he could not move.

The anxiety disorder he had worked so hard to keep under control for so many years seemed to be flaring up again, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of the news he had just heard. His brain tried to calm his heart. Kashika tries to convince herself that this is just a joke from Yatsuki. 'Lies, cheaters. They must be pranking me, right?'

How did this happen? Yatsuki has always been a person full of energy. A few days ago they were discussing a fun walk that they would do together. Last night, they were still joking. The thought of living without Yatsuki feels very difficult.

Unknowingly, Kashika hung up the phone and grasped it tightly. His heart was filled with anger, sadness, and dizziness. Kashika calmed down by being unrealistic. He laughed faintly. With a great hand vibration, he hurriedly dialed Yatsuki's number, but the connection was off. He compiled a few questions and sent a message to Yatsuki. Despite knowing the answer, Kashika still held on to the thread of hope, that perhaps, just maybe, it was not true. This source of hope was eroded by the message sent by Yatsuki this morning. It felt like a punch was thrown into his heart as he sobbed while looking at the contents of the message. "You miss me, kan~"

"Hey, Yaya. Where are you?"

"What was that guy, your friend?"

"You never told me about your illness..."

"You're trying to do prank, right."

"Yatsuki, are you all right? What the hell is going on in there?"

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Inside her room, the girl sat limply on the cold ceramic floor while staring at her phone screen in anxious expectation. His finger tapped on the screen hard, hoping that a reply from his best friend would arrive soon.

Her twin Netra continued to stare at the screen of the phone, as if the message would come someday. But the longer he waited, the more real his sense of loss became. He wanted to cry, scream his name, but in the end Kashika could only wail in silence.

The recurrence of his anxiety disorder became unstoppable. Kashika was still trying to smile for denial, but this was really strange. Kashika threw the phone she was holding and jumped on the bed. Both of his hands were hugging the pillow and his face was hidden. Wish it was all just a nightmare.

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The real evidence of the helplessness of the girl is clearly illustrated when the heavy rain that suddenly fell. The water that poured loudly from the thick clouds that hung in the sky, added to the fatigue he felt.

Heavy rain that night flowed smoothly, like supporters of the atmosphere that caressed the hearts of depressed people. The rain fell upon the earth and embraced the sorrowful souls.

Every drop of water so loudly hit the asphalt, spreading rumbling all over the place. The girl was lying on her bed, surrounded by the silence of the night and restlessness that was stirring in her heart.

He stared at the ceiling of his room with a blank look, his mind drifting in an indeterminate direction. His feet he covered with a thick blanket, trying to protect him from the specks of rain coming in through the open window. 'Is Yatsuki really dead?' 'I can't imagine it. Death isn't a joke or a prank,'

Before long, a terrifying thunderclap sound seemed as if it sounded sending a signal to the girl. Lightning is like saying sad news that never fades. The loud sound of lightning made the girl aghast. It was as if the lightning struck itself, and it froze its heart in a short time.

Coinciding then and there, suddenly a picture frame fell on the floor with a loud bang. Kashika looked up, surprised. His heart skipped a beat when he saw the photo. He and his best friend laughed happily in front of the camera. So sincere they spend time, joking, laughing, and doing many things. It was almost invisible that something bad was about to happen.

Kashika slowly raised her free hand and took a photo of the fallen one. His fingers traced the edge of Yatsuki's sweet smiling face. Kashika realized that she would never smile this wide if not with Yatsuki.

Then his hand began to be moved to dial Yatsuki's number once again. He still hoped beyond expectation that the news was just a rumor or a mere joke. But once again Yatsuki's number died, as if mocking him. Hope faded.

Kashika finally resigned. This is really weird. Today should be the most painful day for Kashika. He swept a heart filled with endless anxious paintings.

"Why...? I'm being this weak?"

"I can't be like this. Tomorrow. That news..." He choked, then patted his cheeks hard.

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Thunder rolling. Rain drops flowed all over the body of a girl who was flooded with her own blood.

As she feels her life is thinning and darkness embraces her, the girl recalls the happy moments spent with her best friend. He remembered the small promises they made to each other, the promise to relieve each other's pain and difficulties. 

With tears in her eyes, the girl apologized in her heart for not being able to keep her promise. The girl's tears were as swift as the drops of water that descended from the sky, watering her increasingly pale cheeks. Like two rivers joining together, his cries mixed with the roar of thunderbolts that scattered the silence of the night.

At the same time. Despite his weakened state, his eyes were still alive with intense hatred, glaring at the people before him filled with anger.

A heavy feeling filled his chest, regardless of his current state, a sharp pain engulfed him and did not let him rest. Why did it end like this?

As the sound of the storm grew louder, he vowed to take revenge. Make them pay for what they've done.

Looking at the man for the last time, his lips said with great difficulty, saying barely audible words.

"You've been lying and hurting me all this time, wait for your karma. Goddamnit." The girl spoke in the most subtle tone, but with clear authority.

Finally, the girl's eyes closed and thunder reverberated across the country as if to describe her final heartbeat. It rained relentlessly, as if crying for his death.