When I woke up, I was lying in a hospital bed. Sanji was sleeping beside me, her head resting against the pillow. I looked around to see if there were any doctors there to help her. Instead, I saw two people; That pretty one who hit me, and someone who looked like her... Brother? I think, at least. He looked like he would fit right in.

He smiled at me, and said, "Hello, Nakuto. You're awake." I nodded. He continued. "I'm Renji and that's my sister, Mako. You probably remember her as that mean woman who knocked you out. We're, uh... Friends of Sanji." He had the same skin color as that girl, Mako, and the same hair, but in braids. He was very slim, but not too slim. He has to be at least 17 or so. He was wearing a grey turtleneck and some blue jeans. "Hey, you good?" He said. I snapped out of the trance I was in. "Mhm." He sat down next to me on the bed. "So, tell me, what led up to this?" Uh...

"Well, I was up in my room, like normal, and I heard two thuds." He nodded. "A-And then, I ran downstairs and saw Mom... And Sanji.." I started crying again. Renji put an arm around me. "It's going to be okay, ok? Everything's going to be alright." I kept crying silently. "We're gonna figure out what happened, we promise." I nodded again. Renji got off the bed and walked outside the room for a minute before returning. "I'm sorry, but once your sister is feeling better, you may need to go somewhere you might not like. A... School, I guess." Huh? Why? Sanji started coughing and tried sitting up. Renji started talking again, "She should be better in a few weeks, but for now, she can still do normal things. It'll just be hard for her." I looked back at Sanji and nodded in agreement. 

A FEW DAYS LATER

Sanji's doing way better now, but she has been very short-tempered lately. Maybe it's because she just broke up with her boyfriend. Whatever it is, it's making me want to do something I never EVER thought about doing before. She's done this to herself, you know?

Today she came home very angry. She kept yelling at me and beating me up. I was bleeding everywhere, worse than normal. 

 She threw everything she had at me, which flew around the room. This made me cry even harder. I had never cried like this before, but I knew what I had to do. When she was finished hitting me, I ran to her room and looked around. Got it. She came running after me, and I pointed the gun at her face. "Nakuto! What are you..." She stopped mid-sentence and stared at me in complete shock. I pressed the gun right against her forehead and pulled the trigger.

Click

Click

Nothing happened.

Why? Why aren't you working? What did I do wrong? Oh no, she's gonna beat me ten times harder! Then why isn't it working? I took the gun and held it to my head. I pulled the trigger. Nothing. Again. Sanji looked at me scared. "...Nakuto. It's time for you to go to Draysford. You need to go there. No ifs, ands, or buts." She grabbed the gun out of my hand and took me outside.

I don't know how she managed it. How she talked our driver into taking her there, but that's what she did. We ended up driving for a bit and eventually pulled up to a huge old building. She helped me get out of the car and opened the door for me. Once we both stepped inside the big, fancy school building, there was a lady waiting outside of the classroom with her arms crossed. She looked at us and smiled. "Ah, welcome. Oh, you must be Nakuto, yes?" I nodded. Sanji replied, "He finally cracked. Please take care of him."

The lady smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will." I felt sick, like I was going to throw up. The teacher led me to my desk and showed me a schedule. "This will be your homeroom, and this is your locker." She pointed behind me to where the locker was. "Oh, and here is your dorm, and your dormmates." She opened a door, and I saw two kids, a girl, and a boy. The boy... He... Well... 

The guy was extremely handsome! He had jet-black hair, light brown eyes, and tan skin. He smiled at me while I was drooling and blushing. I don't know why he caught my eye. I... I'm supposed to be straight, but... I wanna... Nevermind. He looked at me, scared. Why? Was it because I had that look in my eyes? "I-I'm Rory.." Rory...