Division stared at the corpse next to her feet.

Her expression said it all.

…

“I wish…”

Her voice started to crack up. Division’s body felt like a feather.

“I wish—“

“Don’t you dare say it!” A voice said behind her.

Division could fell footsteps approaching her.

A hand made Division aggressively turn around.

Their faces made energy that only guilt and hate could feel.

The person gripped onto Division’s wrist.

“Agh!”

The person made a noise.

“Maybe if you hadn’t shown up at all, NONE of this would have happened!”

“Endie!” Another voice approached.

Their hand yanked Endie’s arm backwards,

the grip releasing from Division’s hand. Endie sighed heavily as she gave Division

a nasty look before approaching the body.

[END]