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Origami.
The japanese art of folding paper to sculpt.
Legend has it if you fold a thousand origami cranes, then a wish will be granted.
Wishes are one thing requiring patience, 1000 paper cranes away. Your patience will be rewarded with dreams and one's desires.
However rushing a wish doesn't make it appear any faster.
A shadow could explain that to you in a heartbeat,no magic potion can bring your desires any faster.
You must wait for a wish, and every step you take brings you closer, while tedious it is also rewarding.
By rushing your steps you are left with a crooked crane and cuts on your frail pale skin.
Suhara learned this the hard way.
And now?
Now suhara was buried, 6ft underground in the soil of the Sakura trees, cuts from all the crooked cranes. His ghost haunts as a shadow, a wallflower in the VILE classrooms, under a false belief that he wanted to be here.
Suhara died of dokuso. Dokuso that rushed in his vessels with that sklickeningly sweet high, then the crash.
He always dreamed to be the top, better then His brother, better then anyone,he wished to be a real samurai.
He would fold paper cranes day and night, loosing his patience, cuts on his arms pouring blood for his rushing.
Hideo always told Suhara to be patient, for patience is a virtue. After all the Sakura must fall with its own will to be considered good luck. Suhara never listened.
Paper cranes were boring, he wanted his wish now.A faster way, without all the stupid discipline hideo forced onto his back. Who needs discipline? He just wants to get to the swords bit and get it over with. It's not fair.
He wanted to brag about his glory to his friends, not worry about discipline or dumb prayers.
And it was there he met the poison.
The poison took the glass form of a girl, his age.
She had piercing black straight hair, the perfect slender figure, eyes that could seduce a man with a wink and paralyze them to their demise
The poison went by the name yamiko.
She was a drug, addictive yet horrible. Suhara never quit taking her. And He lost his brother, dignity and self from it.
He wasn't taking the drug, the drug took him.
Took him to the yakuza...then VILE
Then she poisoned suhara and buried him 6ft under the spring terrains.
That day a reincarnation was born of wilted sakuras.
A shadow of himself
Shadowsan.
The drug whom they called lady dokuso was demanding. Whatever she told shadowsan he'd do it helplessly like a stupid dog who couldn't think for himself. He was deprived of care, deprived of life.
She gave him whatever he desired, as long as he would keep his head low around her and obey what she told him.
He was a dog, a stupid animal. Someone so... Clingy and needy for affection.
Hideo was too busy studying all the time to care about suhara, and now he was getting it all.
In a different person.
If he didn't obey he was treated a dog, degraded, pushed away, deemed useless.
But how could a dog like him feel like he's being abused?
Nobody can understand if dogs are abused, all dogs do is bark.
Humans don't understand the language of a dog, they will only laugh.
He was fed yes, but fed with poison. And shame would paint the shadow.
But he was stuck in the bed he made, because he was a fool.
He didn't wait. He rushed the origami, now it's messy, and now he must live with the crumpled papers and his tears.
At some point the poison will run out and leave, and he will be sitting there, wishing he folded slower, wishing his brother was there to show him how.
But all he has is a black sheep that he sees folding better then him, as he watches from the shadows praying she one day finds a new life.
And one day he can fold like her.