SparkleyLoser

Growing up she didn't really have much out for her, her parents go from place to place because of their job, so she never had any friends, she never attended school and she really never had any experience to enjoy a normal life, she was to be an "Intelligent" "Magnificent" and "Talented" daughter. Her Parents always wanted what's best for their pride and joy. Moving in to a large wooded neighborhood. The view would breath taking for others, but for her. She was used to it, she hates it. Her parents own a very large company they never had time to be or talk to their Daughter (F/N). The house was huge! it was white and silver, it also has a fou

"Dont die on me" I cried, slapping the boy with jet black hair, waiting for a response. His black eyes slowly faded to a cold lifeless stare; she lay him down and opened his mouth to deliver CPR even though he was long dead. "Kuroda..." she whispered his name softly, her face drooped down in shame due to the fact she could have helped him...Akemi's black locks fell down over her face, covering her eyes full of tears, falling off of her blood drenched face and onto his corpse, touching his sun kissed skin. Even in death, he was still beautiful. She held his hand for a moment before grabbing the cold leather of his jacket that was covering his